What do we do at the end of the day?
When it is dark and we are lost
Where the the path we have chosen to take seem to lead nowhere
And there is an unfathomable depth in the loneliness of our soul
And the people we love does not have any compassion for us
And the truth that they hold on to are lies
And the promises they made are mere deceit
And their vows of love were made in vain
How do we hope and persevere?
How do we go on living when everything that we lived for is gone?
When all that we believed in does not really exist
And our hopes are likely to remain as hopes
And dreams are just dreams
Just like fantasy is never a reality
But then life must go on
And we have to pretend that everything is well
That everything is going to be alright
So what do we do at the end of the day?
When there is nothing to look forward to, tomorrow
