Futile
After the sleep
When rest of the day is so futile to do something
You can't go back to bed
You're trying to find excuses for wasted time
Between four blank walls where your regrets live
It's hard to stay calm when you are all alone
Sleepy eyes, where have you been?
Right between illusion and dream
Constant lies
You have believed those empty words
Lead your hollow life
Fade like steam, find some place
Where you can't hear your judgment
Tomorrow you will sleep and live as it should be
The dark river can turn to the omnipresent agony