Lisbon, by me

I become, pensive in December
Depending on the weather
Pensive in December

I become pensive in December
Defined by mediocrity
Not trying, trying

In the winter with my
eyes wide
Deep breath, big stride
The small hours of daylight
contradicting my awake time

Sleepless nights hold heavy eyes,
they just stay wide
Like a deer, staring down the headlights
Barrelling through the night time
Waiting for the sunrise

Ready to start again

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