I wake up in the morning, yet for it to be another day that I will see her cry
I open up the curtains and the uninvited sun light comes in
The day won't stop
I get a cup of coffee as an understanding that we have
I feed her lack of will, I fill it with caffeine
'Just another day, just another day' I whisper to her every night
Somedays are harder than others, hosting her has become a part of who we are
My body isn't mine, just a skin and bone suit, I am being hosted in