Find me between my headphones,

[birthworkdeath]

Its Friday and I do the same thing I always do. Yet I always know its going to be the same as the last. I always do it like something is going to change. Nothing ever does. So I wonder why I even bother. I don't know any better, but that doesn't matter. I hold on too that little piece of hope.
Even though it lies to me every time. It drives me crazy, but its the only time I feel OK. It is all I have. Keep going...