Surrounded by things I never wanted
False friends , empty smiles
Fill my life

I've pulled this weight as far as I can , but , somewhere along this road vitality turned to discontent

I'm dragged under once more , ashamed of myself
Into a bottomless pit of mediocrity
I sink even lower

Watching my soulless body float through life ,
while being annoyed at the decisions it makes for me

Like an automaton with no purpose  ,
just repetition
I could break it down ,
start over

It's not that simple , but maybe , just maybe , it could be
If only Hell didn't disguise itself as Serenity

I'd cry
If I wasn't so Jaded
I'd feel
If I wasn't so Jaded

  


© JGoicoechea