a story without a hero

Sunlit mornings of unknown gloom, I stare at the ceiling of my room
hope dip and hope float, I make peace with reality with a dreamy distort.

Forget it, Its a new day buddy! got to shine my ware for a the day and the day after...
its the time to get ready for a story without a hero, in this new chapter

Brush-ups with noble thoughts give-up at the thresholds of inaction
profound futility possesses, in these attempts of reconciliations

but I know this will also pass, Yah, It will pass for sure,
a deliberate suppression works as it has so many time before

All one got to do is play at meta-emotion
and rise above the first level of desperation