It’s Life Jim But Not As We Know It

Yes it is life, but not as I knew it
It’s the same life, but now I get to feel it
It doesn’t always feel that good

It’s the same shit, but it is a different day
Each day is new again and I get to choose
A day at a time, no more, no less

But I don’t get to have my cake and eat it too
Instead I get to sell my dreams, but not even as I wanted them.

Yes that’s life Jim, though not as we know it now.
Not what we owe it, or what it owes us.
Let it go he said, but what’s in it for him?

No I don’t want it back all battered and used
With something dark and troubled under the hood
It’s a piece of shit to me now
Someone who had no clue
Trashed it like a worthless heap of junk
Just when I was so grateful

Fuck you.