Insomnia is keeping me awake
Closing my eyes, thinking about a lake
But wait;
Upstairs neighbours flushing their toilet
The wettest dreams you’ll never forget
7 a.m., real life is calling me
It is disguised as noise, no need to see
But feel;
Reaching for the snooze button again
Someone is going to miss the train
Hurried living in the fear of missing out
Instead of grasping what it was about
But now;
On an escalator you rush past
Having gained 5 seconds that won’t last
Independant gone to the great unknown
Finding myself with my thoughts all alone
But no;
Writing checklists keeps my mind on track
Actually doing stuff is my lack
That should be considered as a real skill
A seemingly worthless resume still
But will;
Politicians are doing the same
No honesty at all is a shame
On the way to find something meaningful
We are passing by anything hopeful
But small;
Success, a bra that fits perfectly
That hurts your wallet only gently
Personal freedom is given up on
Good or bad, by someone else it is won
But gone;
I feel free looking like I’m homeless
Discounter wear, I couldn’t care less
They might try and get into your head
Not even listening to what is said
But dead;
They are cheering 50 shades of grey
Disgusted with my green hair display
Being part of something wanted or not
Development is all in your best shot
But what;
Contemplating about life in here
A party, so not drunk, so sincere
It’s all about coping with something new
You either keep the old or change the view
But who;
A smalltown girl in a big city
Growing into something less shitty.