horizon nowhere

ever get the feeling of being overshadowed in everything you did?

being engulfed by the feeling of worthlessness
you miss waking up in the morning ready to tackle the day
the sunlight becomes something of a mock
all the bystanders stare and scorn
you wish the moon will take you to her throne when the night comes
seeking a shelter, but she is too far away
if only we can fly and dance with the stars
and ought not to wrestle on bed
waking up in the same morning
wishing the sun turns red and not blue