Trying so hard to pinpoint beauty while my life collapses
Trying so hard to conform to the agenda of the masses
Trying so hard to find that of flowing peace, so hard
Trying so hard to find comfort, but habitually on guard
Awake yet dreaming, only seen in the reflection of tears
The midnight moon unveils my hypocrisy, I fear
Smiles so ingrain in nature, tears so readily hated
Desire to burst out in fire, yet anger so readily sedated
Undeniable frustration surmounts my soul in such deadly way
My lines, easily ruined, in this once familiar part I played
Though somewhere, I believe, in the desperate grasp for hope
That the tune that follows me carries a happier note
As I close my eyes with the stubborn refusal of emotion
My will overtakes me with a peculiar notion
Tears valiantly cascade along my face, in a bitter act of defiance
Towards my strict mentality, to which I owe no compliance
Though I quiver with fear at this demeaning, unveiling task
For the crowds portrayal, for the thought of how they’ll react
I tried so hard to find comfort, in every midnight I watched
Every night I took out the key to my heart that I tightly locked
I tried so hard to find beauty in such a drastically dark night
I tried to keep the hope burning, tried to see the tunnels light
Yet emptiness still wears down my already heavy soul
It feels as if love and comfort the night had stole
From me, I wish that I could feel it again
Feel it someday, whatever the day, no matter when
Trying so hard to pinpoint beauty while my life collapses
Trying so hard to conform to the agenda of the masses
Trying so hard to find that of flowing peace, so hard
Trying so hard to find comfort, but habitually on guard
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Submission Name: Trying So Hard
