already there

sometimes won't work words wild
with anticipation for another night alone
sounds like fun already there don't care
but it's a lie care too much enjoy things
too much and get too attached to the temporary
would help knowing it was temporary
would there be a problem solved
another created and it goes on and on
it's life we wake up and live we take or we give
until it hurts that no one really gives a shit
sometimes you have to call it like you see it
instead of what you hope it could be
hope isn't real living is real being here is real

sometimes you might get confused
thinking everything isn't momentary
and eventually will be gone wrong place
wrong time right place write rhyme
always real here can't be blamed for wanting
to extend the moment must have been
completely confused blinded by light on
the darkest of nights sad now that too nice
an offense to be punished and by punished read
disappeared as if it never was real making no sense
sometimes hours go by with silence and a cloudy day
might bring the brightest smile at night
might have been there all along
and I might not get it (because it doesn't make sense)
but I get it (because I am not that dense)...