It's that same kind of day again. Waking up, the feeling is the same. You wondered why are you still breathing. It makes no sense to wake up. What are you going to do today?
You are still walking to that same place, to that same old thing again. But you are not catching up, you've fallen behind. You forget where you left your spirits. Nothing really change, but time has taken you far enough. But you are still stuck somewhere.
Your thoughts are free flowing, but not in the kind of way it could be. Words cannot turn to money, at least yours won't. What's that feeling like? It is sane to continue on, the thoughts are there and the feeling is getting weird.
I don't know what is going on, or I just don't see it.
You are still walking to that same place, to that same old thing again. But you are not catching up, you've fallen behind. You forget where you left your spirits. Nothing really change, but time has taken you far enough. But you are still stuck somewhere.
Your thoughts are free flowing, but not in the kind of way it could be. Words cannot turn to money, at least yours won't. What's that feeling like? It is sane to continue on, the thoughts are there and the feeling is getting weird.
I don't know what is going on, or I just don't see it.
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