99.

Call it as you may,
But in my head
Things aren't how they are today.
Now they're pretty grey
And it feels like only yesterday
My eyes would even hurt
From all the colors,
But would somehow cause no discomfort.
Maybe it's just me,
But the simple things used to be
Running differently.
All the little gestures,
The unexpected attention,
The ice in my chest that had melted,
Now again it's getting cold.
Spring, please come already,
Lead our steps to summer,
Bring us back to warmer
Times and memories.
Now, same circumstances,
Once so nicely painted,
Have gradually fainted.
It's not like I wasn't warned
And now truth be told,
Maybe I'm unfit
For how this world works.
Time will always have its say,
It's no story written today,
But I've watched too many movies,
Listen to too much music,
Maybe dreamt too much,
So this is hard to watch.
This is hard to feel.
Call it as you may,
But in my head
Things aren't how they are today.