on the surface of everything
my life seems, at a glance, simple
it seems easy, routine, and painless
but like everything, it is not as it seems
with complexities left and right
when drugs are needed just to sleep
because it simply wont come naturally anymore
when each new day feels like a rerun
because nothing seems to be able to change
and when every waking second feels slowly wasted
because the daily routine has become so useless
I only wish reality was just that..
simple, easy, and painless
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem