Same Daze

Everyday seems to be same/
Look at darkness gather over my eyes/
It’s the clouds, all around; it’s the same, the rain!
Coming down, leaving dark stains, and covering my minds frame.

I walk truly, through this life, reminding myself its real/
Not a movie, so with a government collapse; who will save me?
Will I be strong enough to endure? Or will I struggle to live and be poor?
The days fly by and i try to keep my memories fresh with every pass.

I want to fly high above the clouds/
With the only possible way to look is down, and see everything that is around/
Because I have dismissed all possible achievements as completed/
Someday, someday I will have achieved this.

The goal is possible only through struggle, because without that there is no gain/
People don’t like pain, so they are afraid, and say exactly what I said/
That every day feels the same/
I can understand why, but how can you ever learn if you don’t try?

So I trample over time with my actions, constantly making it happen/
Yesterday will always be the past and the cause for today/
But no matter what/
Everyday is still the same day, unless what you did yesterday caused some type of change.

BY: John C. Loera
April 16,2009