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Sometimes I feel

Except so many people do

It isn’t abnormal

It isn’t different

It doesn’t make it okay

A cold beer

A cold distant feeling 

A feeling of hopelessness 

A feeling of anger

Hours spent thinking

Hours spent forgetting 

So many hours lost in my mind

So many hours lost.

Try being the bad man behind green eyes

Try being the good guy behind good eyes

The guy that does 

But does really nothing at all

It doesn’t take much

I just know I need to write

For what reason I don’t know

For what reason I won’t know

But for now I know I need to write