• I think I'm tired
    Sleepless nights creep like shadows
    Can't dream if you can't sleep
    Ambition stops there
    Becoming complacent
    Becoming cold
    Growing old under waning city skylines

    Too long have I woken up to these walls
    Hard to get interested anymore
    Seeing things in different ways
    No more beauty
    In store windows
    No more beauty
    In sad-smiled widows
    Only the gray of normalcy
    Impending and unrelenting