Eccentricechoes - Sunshine

Maybe I should paint my Ukulele with sun, moon, stars. This looks rad

One day, I shall own these

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Standing in the rain. I tried, but it was in vain

All of my effort have gone to waste

Standing in the rain, wishing it could wash away the pain

Wishing all my mistakes could be erased

Yet I still stand here, as if I can just pretend

Pretend if I stood here long enough, it would all be okay again

Oh to be a little bird and spread my graceful wings

Across the bleak and grey winter skies I could soar and sing

Far away, I would fly, until I found the warmer days of spring

Then further on, I would soar, because I'm just a silly thing

Dolichonyx oryzivorus | Xanthocephalus xanthocephalus | Agelaius phoeniceus | Sturnella magna

Plate XXIX | Die Nordamerikanische Vogelwelt (1891)

To no ones surprise, I am sleepy

I avoid sleep cause I like to pretend I can avoid tomorrow

Nothing's going to happen, but I've convinced myself the world's ending

So I'm building up a list of my worry and sorrow

It keeps my mind off of the night and morning skies blending

Maybe I just drink too much caffeine

I tell myself that, anyway

Cause I tend to ramble on like an anxious machine

And the more I do that, the longer I can keep sleep away

I feel like I put hours into stuff, but make no progress. it's so weird

Sometimes, that quality is learning how capable you are of hating someone or something

No matter how bad a person is, there would be at least one quality you can learn from them...

Look for it!!

I want to be productive, I want to be creative

but no matter how hard I'm working, I just kinda hate this

hate being stuck in my head. Hate getting better, and then wishing I was dead

I hate feeling stuck in a cycle

And so, I just keep working. But, my thoughts are still disturbing

Have I always been like this? am I breaking through denial?