Over and Over Again

                              When sunrise arrived,
                              Light goes absolutely wild
                              While the darkness hide,
                              And no chance to become wide.


                              Nightmares still exist
                              Daydream under my fist
                              A routine of life,
                              A routine of ours.


                              Loneliness of being alone
                              Until the rise of the dawn;
                              And nothing was new
                              If boredom strikes over you.


                             It's so tired to accept
                             And too hard to reject,
                             No one like this,
                             And everybody hate it;
                             Again and again
                             always and then..

 

                         
                            -for submission  (Humanities 1)