Another day in the world


You’re off to another day in the world
With your suede shoes on
And unwashed ripped jeans
Your shirt has a coffee stain on it
But it is okay
Nobody is going to notice

And off you go into the world
With your bag on your shoulder
Your keys in the ignition
Lighting up your first smoke of the day
Isn’t it a funny routine?

How you walk through the parking lot
With an indifferent face
Smiling at the people you’re acquainted to
You light another smoke

And the day goes by
The sun goes down and you’re off
To a place you furnished to live in
Six months ago
When it seemed like the world was in your feet

A change you deemed would be good
It didn’t really turn out the way you planned
Sure, it has the comfort and solitude
But the walls suffocate you
And you feel like running towards the daylight

You come back
And open the door to your house
Trying hard to recall
Where you went wrong
In turning a house into a home

Or was it always the other way around?



About Bano

I’m trying to find a better introduction but since, I can’t? Hello, welcome to my blog. I decided to write after a series of therapy sessions and a very serious manic episode. This blog is a dedication to how I have evolved as a person. I might someday start a commercial blog but no right now. Everything posted here *in my broken grammar and shit English* is how I have turned out as a person. Anyways, that is it. Bye!

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