From ironed to crumpled,
the sheet stays there
disgruntled and awake,
at the clock I stare
the shrillness of my alarm
is mostly unwelcome
sitting on the chair scraping the floor
let's build the momentum
are you just thinking what's this
all about?
well this is how my life is
day in and day out
why am i doing this?
All these worries and this tension
Where is the beauty in this broken cup?
when will it make sense, I say
But I know I shall smile
when I look upon this day
As I'm doing this
For tomorrow, for tomorrow.
Aug 31, 2020
Aug 31, 2020 at 2:45 PM UTC
From ironed to crumpled,
the sheet stays there
disgruntled and awake,
at the clock I stare
the shrillness of my alarm
is mostly unwelcome
sitting on the chair scraping the floor
let's build the momentum
are you just thinking what's this
all about?
well this is how my life is
day in and day out
why am i doing this?
All these worries and this tension
Where is the beauty in this broken cup?
when will it make sense, I say
But I know I shall smile
when I look upon this day
As I'm doing this
For tomorrow, for tomorrow.