P.S.
Next to me the passing scenery, autumn sunlight utterly blinding.Days spent moving sluggishly. Fear serves as life’s only meaning.Not unlike all of the stupid things one says after a night of drinking.Running at the mouth all irritated. Whining like my bitching is worth something.You’re so strangely familiar to me, but I don’t think we’ll get along in this reality.
Surprised at the value given to everyone. A single lonely night is like a bone-chilling death.I giving up, throwing in the towel. And in my impatience, took it all out on the closing day.When I came home only to be greeted by half-hearted welcome and yawning through a smile,I felt like giving a little back, too. A tiny light lit in the hidden chambers of my heart.
Tokyo. Tokyo. Is there any way you’d spare a chance on someone like me?There’s really nothing left for me to do. I just sit in this cheap hotel and spill pitiful tears.Sharing a drunk laugh together. Understanding each other. If only my worth was what stayed the same.Then I’ll be able to bring my smile home tomorrow.
“I’m home.”
In summation, I know what tomorrow will bring. I always stumble through my easy everyday life.Regarding my goals, I’ve not a single one. I don’t have a clue what my future will bring.In summation, I know what tomorrow will bring. I always stumble through my easy everyday life.