Monday came so quickly.
So I put on music.
So I made my coffee. 

So for now.
But not for long. 
We're all gonna die.
So we might as well live, right?

This week will be so long.
But life is so short. 
So how does this all work?

True love isn't always so. 
So it goes. 
Hope isn't always happy.
Sometimes it is so goddamn selfish.

Life goes up.
And life goes down.
So it goes round and round.