Everyday I wake up to find myself walking around on eggshells. Asking myself the same question 'when will someone punch me in the face already?'. Realising that it takes alot of effort to look like you've just been wiped off the windshield of a semi-trailer, I roll out of bed to be greeted with the heavy blast of a hot shower. Slowly dragging myself to the kitchen just to press that insignaficant button down to find my toast half burnt when it resurfaces three minutes later.
I'm like that feeling that you get in your mouth after you suck on a lemon, sour and disgusting but leaving you wanting more.
But I can stay outside until the sky goes red. When the last few laughs are had and shallow goodbyes are said between friends, knowing that tomorrow holds possisly as much excitement as what today did. As I begin my long journey home, weary, sunburnt with a smile like could melt your sundea and eat it too.
Difference between You and Me is, I pay attention to the good things when I've got them.
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