Demons in the dark

While I fight off the demons, I'll keep you in my mind.

For thoughts of you keep the lights blazing and keep me fighting.

Can't sleep at night

And I must have changed my room around a dozen times, but the same old nightmares haunt me still.

The class system of life

There are the forty year old football dads that live in their glory days as they push their sons to do the same as them.

There are the forty year old drugs addicts still waiting for the greatest high in their lives. If they have achieved it, then they're trying to relive it.

There are the forty year old moms that never had the chance to be the prettiest in school, so they ensure their children will have what they never had, even if there is not enough money for this. 

There are the conforming non-conformists that all look alike; the bullies and the bullied; the peace lovers and the war makers. The rich and poor coexist as equally as the playground bully coexists with the smaller nerds.

Then there's us. The collective us, the us that's trying to live the best lives as possible. Is it?

Transitive property of happiness

If happiness is overall contentment with life, then listening to the rain while in your arms is the happiest I will ever be.

Simple is sweet

Where is the novelty in redundancy?

Mundane and boring.

This little life we lead has been ending since we were born. They say the breathtaking events are what make life the most special.

I disagree. It's the mundane, boring events that make those moments stand out more.