Beautiful Misery
Life has been Miserable
Still trying to Figure out
Is it miserably Beautiful
Or beautifully Miserable
So miserable that I can’t remember any beauty
And So beautiful I don’t want to remember the misery
Don’t know if its the ending
Or the things have just begun
Don’t know if it sets me free
Or it leaves me all broken
Don’t know if it lets me see myself in every stranger
Or makes me a stranger to myself
Don’t know if I count myself popular
Or a loner who has to convince my own shadow I am worth following
Don’t know if Standing on the cliff edge right now
Makes me enjoy the view or makes me want to jump
Still figuring out
is life miserably beautiful or beautifully mis
