I woke up feeling a bit depressed,
And I know what it means.
I have to go into work
When I was having a good dream.
I can’t remember the events,
Nor the people in it,
But I remember I was happy
Then I woke up and wasn’t.
I know I have some soul searching to do,
To re-evaluate my life;
To find out why I feel so wrong,
When everything is really alright.
I guess it’s just my productivity
Here at this place;
I feel like I serve little purpose
And my time is a waste.
I could be doing so much more
With the years I have left,
But instead I’m living day to day,
Paycheck to paycheck.
I see the fancy cars around me,
And people in their fancy suits,
And wonder about the dreams I had
When I was a youth.
They never involved having an office,
Or being dressed up every day;
My dreams were a bit more grandiose,
But they have all but faded away.
Sometimes I wish I could go back
And give myself a swift kick in the pants;
A reminder to hold onto those dreams
Because they should forever last.
Instead I’ve let them go,
Maybe out of loss of hope,
But now I’m just a lackey
And feel like a dope.
So hold on tight to those dreams
And don’t let them go;
It’s worth it just to have goals
And don’t let your motivation slow.
Because life is too short
To be caught in a dead end;
Time is a wasting
And death is waiting around the bend.
It’s an inevitable end
To all existence;
It’s just a matter of when,
No matter the resistance.
So step up and meet life with open arms
And don’t fret about your failures;
We all fall from time to time
But don’t let it change your behaviors.
If you falter, stand back up
And face your adversity with courage,
Because life is far too short
To feel so discouraged.