Tides that I tried to swim against
Brought me down upon my knees
Oh I beg, I beg and plead
The words course through the headphones, imprint on the mind and I feel my hands ball up into frustrated fists. Its morning. I've drowned myself in insomnia again. I go through the motions like a languid and mundane version of myself. I almost wish that this was about a stupid boy, at least then I wouldn't have this constant nagging doubt.
It is time. I should have known by now. What's next?
Is this one of life's eternal questions? What am I to do with my life's lessons? Or more precisely, the lessons I'm expected to have learnt in almost 16 years of education. Have I been dealt the right cards? Am I playing the wrong game?
Coherence!
Attempting to summon all reserves of optimism and playing along. Starting summoning now..
Most of the shadows of this life are caused by our standing in our own sunshine.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
