A Conversation

People and their ways, filling up their days

But then what am i doing?

Sharing the same days, looking for new ways

But then what are they doing?

Lost underneath what i think i should be

I bet you feel the same weight

Or maybe not

All i can do is make a guess after all

So i guess the right answer

And fit the peg into the right slot for me

And i guess you're unfulfilled and frustrated with your tv

Looking deeper into the screen

Seeing only shallow reflections of your life going by

Looking back at you

And i guess you're telling yourself about a great tomorrow

Pushing off what you want

Until you can just get x, y, and z out of the way

The sun will rise just the same tomrorow

But will you?

Time takes its toll

And i guess you say its not that bad

The day is over, home awaits anxiously

Sitting right next to home friday finds itself on your door step again

Has it already been a week?

Hold your breath some more, keep waiting

I've giving up on trying to understand

I guess you're not that different from me

But we're worlds apart