nights.

sometimes,
the nights can simply be the worst.
as my radio quietly plays some composer,
whose name escapes me at the moment.
dreaming of a better life.
it should just be that easy,
but it often isn't.
it is much to hard,
and the price to high,
but it is something that I need to be doing.
what else can I do?
where else can I go?
I have to do what I have to do,
even if it is just for today.