another day , another night

and its another night. and you feel exhausted. eyes tired wanting to sleep but your mind stays awake. your body feels like thrown across the ground with no energy to even lift itself.
its almost the dawn of the next day. you can still hear people having fun across the street at the bar. it no longer feels real. its an endless cycle. and you really begin to wonder where it began to feel that way. you cant have it all they say. and its true in a way.
you really question yourself , deep down searching for some clues ... desperately holding on to something that could explain your actions. something that could explain away others actions. something that made all this worth living for. the city of lights slowly blurred in your eyes. its time to rest before the sun comes out.