You pierce my brain with worry
my body wants to close the shutters
to block your morning light
You inject me with responsibility
making me ache for childhood and loose youth
that was full of simple duties
You slap the "wake up" on my
lazy weekend face
causing me to feel the pain of facing the world
You dear Monday
are one hell of a *******
Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 5:12 AM UTC
You pierce my brain with worry
my body wants to close the shutters
to block your morning light
You inject me with responsibility
making me ache for childhood and loose youth
that was full of simple duties
You slap the "wake up" on my
lazy weekend face
causing me to feel the pain of facing the world
You dear Monday
are one hell of a *******
