Hard Not To

Working can never be as tough and tiring, doing the same old routine,
thinking about routine, it got me thinking about the things that I do in routine..
to make things worst, sorethroat and headache.. zz

There are things that I do, but I never felt tired doing it or as a ‘job’. Maybe I’m just sugarcoating it, but it’s true.

It’s hard not to think of things.

A day of hard work went by,
Oh how I wish time would fly,
There isn’t a second I wouldn’t think of you,
and of the memories just us two.

Yes, I’m nostalgic,
but I’m just feeling really incomplete,
Like a wall missing a brick,
and that’s how I feel at every heartbeat.

No matter how bad the day would turn out to be,
Knowing that you’re doing fine and happy,
I’m smiling cheerfully at the side,
but there are just some norms I need to abide.

Closing my eyes thinking of the things that have been,
Thinking about the things yet unseen,
and I’m afraid of what to be said,
but if it’s better, please go ahead.