Stupid feeling

What my name is I remember sometimes
My name and my friends,
Always in a hurry I barely get to breathe
Where did all of my dreams hide?

I work from dawn, I sleep when I can
for little money I crawl and inform,
Time passes and I don’t move at all
As I grow old all the feelings do it too.

What is left of all?
There is nothing that I loved.

Hey, what is left?
There is no end to my happiness.
This stupid feeling
Tomorrow’s bigger today is less.

Not everything is black, I am still alive,
There are crumbs on every floor.
She loves me, she is great,
We’re just waiting for guests to leave.

What my name is I remember sometimes,
Traveling and drinking till dawn,
The world is changing and I am a part of that nightmare
Very happy that I’m not being worse.

Are you sure that before
Was better than my thoughts
Are telling me now?
You were younger then,
The day was shorter,
Everything you needed
You could manage ……..
You were better then,
It seemed that the world
Was up to you.