Awake

I’m awake
the birds they sing
the children they play
and i’m looking for another reason to stay

I was just in my room of nothingness
it was calm through sorrow
a smile I didn’t have to borrow

no need for expression
or to make an impression
for you are here anyway
and you’re tired of aggression

you woke up
out of your room of nothingness
playing along the game of “life”
waiting for something magical to happen
so you take it along
with you to the room of nothingness
where nothing really matters
yet you never asked why it matters

you play along like there’s a prize to claim then you reach the end
and you’re not the same