Mornings,
I really dislike mornings while I find myself enticed by dreams and disillusions.
All that I ask for in my pursuit of happiness is for a reason to wake up each day,
A reason to anticipate another day, to look forward to sunrises
Something to push me forward each day, something to drive me on
But yet in this current state I'd rather skip mornings,
Skip the boring part of the day, wait until evening when the the sun has finally set
It's not that I'm gloomy, I'm just dull and comfortable with no light
All I ask is for a reason to wake up each day
And if that's too much of a request to those dwelling in the heavens
Then just send a car wreck my way
Put me into heavily induced coma...
...and rest.
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