Distorted Cinema Of Life

They say,keep your chin up it will all be okay

How do you keep your head held high,

When you feel like the weight of the world,

Is on your shoulders? Cold, numb and in disarray

Life flashes before my eyes.the flash is blinding

Yet I don’t see the happiness.trudge on and stumble

Yet get back up again.put on the mask of conformity

And carry on. Shaken, I stop and drop to my knees

If this is the life..i don’t know why it feels so good

Put a 9m slug in my right temple.

I shake the thought from my mind.

Yet it still screams its harshness from the background

 I wont lose. Refuse to accept defeat. It will not win

But for some reason neither can i.

I stop for a moment and glance over my shoulder

I see all the people that are left behind.

Or are they the ones that don’t care and are leaving me?

I light up a cigarette. Pull that smoke in deeply

Thinking of all the regret and what I’ve let slip

I am too nostalgic for my own good.

Watching each day fly past,

Like watching a filmstrip project a sad movie

Don’t sit down for one single minute and watch

It’s the drag you down factor.the boy is lonely

Where are the people that supposedly care.i want

To leave this cinema.but there is no escape.

The doors are locked.im trapped..falling asleep in

The cinema is not a wise idea..you might not wake.

I don’t need this.the cinema ticket cost so much

There is no refund.i also notice I am the only one sitting here

The cinema is empty.

And yet again I feel obsolete