This Is A Formica Table. Green Is Its Colour

I can’t sleep
But who needs sleep anyways
All it does it pave the way
To nightmares
Paralysis
I’m sick of it
I’m sick of living in this restless existence
Trying to remain persistence
Trying to remain optimistic

But it’s hard
When every life lesson
Leads me on a path to more pessimism
I’m a living example of an optimist
Who became a pessimist
Thanks to life experience

But now I’m trying to live my life
Like my favourite TV show  
When it don’t make that much sense
I'm like “That was a damn fine episode“

I just hope I grow old enough
To see my character evolve
And I hope I’m satisfied with the ride  
By the time I reach my final episode

I just hope I’m satisfied  
With the ride  
By time I reach my final episode

I just hope I’m satisfied  
With the ride
By the time I die