is it just me, or the world goes round round round.
we never see the good,
only blinded by the annoyance,
bow wow, there goes another mosquito buzzing
beep, another mistake.
yellow card, next time red card.
i don't see you acknowledging my efforts to improve
i don't see any praise.
or am i not praise worthy?
then there there, could i also not be blame worthy?
life's boring, really mundane.
do you remember those days,
where we chased the sunshine,
where we embraced the breeze?
bet you don't,
for there were never such times.
i've been in an endless chase with the thunder.
lightning strikes, warning me to run.
what's there left in my life, what again am i striving for,
i wonder.
