Day to Day

Day to Day living is a trick

Day to day,

My life’s a faded photograph

Always watching for the birdy.

My mind’s oil and canvas,

Thoughts tangled in the brushstrokes:

A mess of color and emotion

Unclear til I’m lost among the cosmos,

Detached from my sense of self

Exchanged for a taste of the infinity  

 

You think you've got this figured out

Surviving for another day, but

This day to day living has me dizzy on the routine:

Never lifted higher, only drowning further in

The need to gain a meaning or a dollar.

 

No. I won’t fall for this trick of the self:

A falsified version of acceptance and idiosyncrasy.

The American dream is nothing but a scam,

Gaining just to gain, never knowing how

Our psyche’s screaming out,

Suffocated by an unquenchable lust for the good life.

 

 

This day to day, I don’t know how to navigate.

Forced smiles and laughs - a mask for depression.

There’s more to life than the need to survive.

Please open up your blind eyes to see past the 2D

Version of living you've been forced to satisfy.

 

Day to day. Day to day.

I think I’m going crazy.

Day to day. Day to day.

Caught in a web of

Ambition and delusion.

Day to day. Day to day.

A broken record always spinning,

Lost with the mantras of

Would have’s, should have’s,

And never will’s