May This Day

Too cold in the winter
Too hot in the summer
Too bright in the nighttime
Too light in the day
"Selfish" is rewarded
With too much "us" and "them"

Too much love of nothing
Too foolish for honest words
Too close but isolated
And strung too far apart
"Living with each other"
A broken, foreign art

One day I'll move on
This play will be over
May this day be done
May this day be done
With time left over



Credits
Writer(s): Dean Dunakin
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