Half of me is smiling
Waiting for the sunshine
Reaching for the sky
Reaching up so high
Half of me is drowning
Waiting for some air
Reaching for skyline
Reaching to feel fine
Half of me is used to it
The mundane and sane
Everything that's normal
Everything that's usual
Half of me is tired of it
Going crazy, bored of being bored
Everything is nothing
Everything is some "thing"
All of me knows that
the best things in life
are not things.
But, I am completely drowning in them.
