life is

Life is about living,
dreaming and such,
but your subject to options,
so shit will get tough,
life’s about not falling into those hard places inside you,
created by the hard places around you,
it’s an I don’t give a fuck song,
set to the tune of the bullshit that bore you.
Desire puts you on chase, it just wet your tastes,
but reality steps in,
slams the door in your face.
So I stay dreaming,
deluding myself,
with dreams of joy, good health and wealth.
but reality steps in, to remind me once more,
with the cold, concrete slam,
of that dream crushing door.
So I comply with its will, survive day by day,
suicide is for cowards,
so there’s no other way.
Life is uncertainty,
none know the length of their stay,
but none of that matters,
it was a waste anyway.