So what do I have to say,
It’s been another same old day,
I know I’m alive but I don’t feel it,
Whether I lay down, stand up or sit,
It’s just one of those things for me,
All I live for is a cup of tea,
I wish I knew how to change it,
Cause my life doesn’t quite fit,
I wish I could feel something,
I wish my heart wanted to sing,
But I can’t feel very much,
I’m waiting for a magic touch,
Even this poem is a bit crap,
God I’m stuck in a trap,
Please someone help me out,
Cause I’m too tired to shout,
Wave your wand and make it ok,
And lower down some tea on a tray,
Come and lay down beside me,
Cause I could use some company,
It’s lonely stuck in this rut,
Maybe together we could make it a hut,
I don’t know what else to say,
It’s been another same old day.