In a windy cold Autumn day, you open your eyes slowly and carefully as the sun emits yellow golden rays that are too bright for those sleepy little eyes of yours, it starts off with the switch of the coffeemaker as it prepares you the sweetest cup of daily morning motivation that you thrive for every single day, you walk unsteadily with hesitant steps towards the kitchen and you hold on your coffee with trembling uncertain hands, you stop for a moment and look through your window to enjoy the beauty of the clouds through Autumn and the way the dry yellow crumbled leaves fall down slowly and hit the ground, you realize that no matter how high you are, you are going to hit a low one day.
You soon manage to push the ugly thoughts away, you were pale pink lipstick and apply some makeup over those full cheeks of yours, you've decided to go with dark orange powder to match the gloominess of Autumn, you sigh.. you have to go through another day at your job, another day of the hell you chose with your own hands, sometimes, you just want to quit, sometimes, you just want to go somewhere far away where no one recognizes you, it feels sort of that you are trapped in someone else's life; grow up, go to school, get a job, get married and raise your children, but through all of that, you realize that you never actually did any of those things because you wanted to, you were obliged to follow the system; A system you never liked, a carefully picked set of rules and orders that were forced on you and everyone around you, you are just like anybody right?, there's nothing special about you.
You get into your car heading towards your workplace, you've got yourself pretty much covered; A hot cup of coffee in the cup holder besides you, a Taylor Swift's CD playing through the dust-covered speakers of your car that you barely take care of and you roll down your window and light up a cigarette in an attempt to forget about the traffic you are stuck in, the smoke of the cigarette is slowly sneaking through the little gap of the window and is slowly taking your life away. And about time.. you have finally reached your workplace, the place you hate more than anything else, you are making your way through the tight corridors as you have arrived late.. again, you stand in front of your strict boss trying to find a way to convince him that you were late due to the traffic and that it was unintentional, you lie, once again, but you've been used to it, it became something natural for you, it's 10 minutes past 8 am, you sit behind your desk, turn on your computer and pray that the hour turns 4 pm in a blink of an eye.
It is 4 pm, finally, you are so thrilled that this day is over, but you are going to go through the same traffic again, anyway, it doesn't matter, you've finished another day of this dreadful October, on the way home you take a visit to a fast food drive-thru that you became very familiar of, you've made it home at last, you drop your leather expensive designer bag on the floor as it is not worth a cent, take off your heels and throw yourself on your unmade bed, you close your eyes and fall asleep to the sound of rain pouring heavily outside, at the end of the day, you don't know what you want, you don't know what you want to be, you're just like anyone else, lost and insecure.
You soon manage to push the ugly thoughts away, you were pale pink lipstick and apply some makeup over those full cheeks of yours, you've decided to go with dark orange powder to match the gloominess of Autumn, you sigh.. you have to go through another day at your job, another day of the hell you chose with your own hands, sometimes, you just want to quit, sometimes, you just want to go somewhere far away where no one recognizes you, it feels sort of that you are trapped in someone else's life; grow up, go to school, get a job, get married and raise your children, but through all of that, you realize that you never actually did any of those things because you wanted to, you were obliged to follow the system; A system you never liked, a carefully picked set of rules and orders that were forced on you and everyone around you, you are just like anybody right?, there's nothing special about you.
You get into your car heading towards your workplace, you've got yourself pretty much covered; A hot cup of coffee in the cup holder besides you, a Taylor Swift's CD playing through the dust-covered speakers of your car that you barely take care of and you roll down your window and light up a cigarette in an attempt to forget about the traffic you are stuck in, the smoke of the cigarette is slowly sneaking through the little gap of the window and is slowly taking your life away. And about time.. you have finally reached your workplace, the place you hate more than anything else, you are making your way through the tight corridors as you have arrived late.. again, you stand in front of your strict boss trying to find a way to convince him that you were late due to the traffic and that it was unintentional, you lie, once again, but you've been used to it, it became something natural for you, it's 10 minutes past 8 am, you sit behind your desk, turn on your computer and pray that the hour turns 4 pm in a blink of an eye.
It is 4 pm, finally, you are so thrilled that this day is over, but you are going to go through the same traffic again, anyway, it doesn't matter, you've finished another day of this dreadful October, on the way home you take a visit to a fast food drive-thru that you became very familiar of, you've made it home at last, you drop your leather expensive designer bag on the floor as it is not worth a cent, take off your heels and throw yourself on your unmade bed, you close your eyes and fall asleep to the sound of rain pouring heavily outside, at the end of the day, you don't know what you want, you don't know what you want to be, you're just like anyone else, lost and insecure.
