Daily living in the day of pain silently, I say nothing enjoy the suck

Daily living in the day of pain silently, I say nothing enjoy the suck perspective controls the future optimistic for the better days ringing my head, questioning what I know to be justified, it's a gas light, a false fight not winning from being right, paint the full picture to understand the insight causing riptides. it's sobering the disconnect between what is and how it used to be no need to wipe dry tears. I just added another chip to the shoulder turn a little bit colder it's subjective to the beholder, the story getting older. checking all the boxes on the list, accomplishing everything you wished yet remaining the bad guy in someone's story never say sorry enjoy the glory