Another morning I wake up with dread
Another day demanding to be fed

Off to work I must go
And put on another show
Boss tells me smile, that's all they want to see
I'm just a worker, just a flea
And humanity is inhumane
That's what drives people like me insane

Can't wait for the work day to end, and I'm home
Tucked way safely in my room alone

I'll turn the air up, so under my covers I huddle
I curl up and snuggle
I'm just missing someone to cuddle
Oh well I'll make do
With a stuffed animal or two

Watch the tv
Until way past three
For you see I can't sleep
My thoughts get to deep

Then get up early in the morn
When a new day is born
To feed another day, I hope doesn't feed on me
I hope it just lets me be