God damn when will this end
No smiles
No laughter
No love
Nothing
Everything is gray
Nothing to live for
Where am I supposed to go?

I fight
Everyday
For a better tomorrow
But no matter what
Or how hard I try
It doesn’t get better
I feel hopeless
The color has left my life.

I tell myself
It’s going to get better
But it hasn’t
It’s been six months
Since he left
And I can’t see myself with anyone else
So I’m alone.
Work sucks
Day to day
Same old thing
Bad pay
Drama
Fuck this
I just want to do what I love.

The only thing that gets me through
Is this pen and paper
And that someday
My world will have color.