the constant urgings of the morning
then time scatters what comes next
regret is everywhere like graffiti
discontent sinks in like stones
there are more than just two options
one can't really outspend them all
I know I'll hope I know I'll hope
I hope I'll know I hope I'll know
2 comments:
I relate to the first two stanzas.
It's the last one for me...
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