This isn't how it used to be
This isn't how it's supposed to be
This isn't the way i truly believed
Things would work themselves out
The unexpected outcome has arrived
Shedding the mask of fear and doubt
Revealing our tragedies all around
Only in a state of unusual peace
Everything seems so out of place
Yet everyone feels so wide awake
Crawling out of bed at 12 o'clock
Screaming at their bitter thoughts
Where's my pen when i need it the most?
Where's my head when im feeling slow?
Sometimes you want to beat yourself
Even if it never helps
You've just got to process the pain
You've just got your whole life to gain
Oh, others have gone to plant their seeds
Somewhere on the other side of this creek
You don't have to go too far this time
You don't have to cross another line
You've just got to keep holding tight
It's going to be a stormy night for us
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem