Anyway

Never get enough sleep
or enough money.
The baby won't stop crying.
The bills are late again.
Go to work each day.
God knows I'm trying.
Can't grasp the concept of living.
But, I'm happy anyway.

Sanity's hard to keep
It's not even funny.
The wine bottle's always chilled.
I drink in my corner.
Trapped in the same hole
where morality is killed.
Sure sucks getting older.
But, none of it bears on my soul.

Can't ever make it on time
Why bother trying?
Cold rain sends chills down my spine,
Now my mother is calling.
An urge to hide away
tempts, still I decline.
Holding on to keep from falling
But, I'm smiling anyway.

Don't get along with my ex.
There's no denying
that life's always a struggle.
Hurts staying above.
Insane and dramatic
Issues to juggle
All the while I fell in love.
And this love keeps me ecstatic,
anyway.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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