On my twenty two birthday
When it became midnight
And it was may 10th
I was drinking cheap wine
And thinking about how miserable my life was
I was thinking about how things were different for worse
And how I needed changes.
Because, no matter how great my life is in certain moments
Even still
I'm always craving for a change
Because I'm an addicted
And I am a human
And I am never satisfied like all humans.
On my twenty two birthday
I was drinking wine, alone
In the middle of the night
Watching "Friends"
Not paying attention to not even a word
Or detail.
On my twenty two birthday
I was feeling sorry for myself
And pathetically hopeful about the day that was coming
Wishing that everything was going to be fine
Wishing that my twenty two age
Was not going to be terrible
Like my twenty one was.
But... Who knows about the future?
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