I woke up dead
In the midst of breathing
Walked past the morning dived into scorching of the day
Blind with folds dressed with humor

The man the day is was so bold dressed in a skirt with a stripped tie
The boots so huge that I lost a month in an hour
Feels like a wasted future in a breathe of a minute
Am I to give up
What a deep sigh
Ugly as a dream a true reality

The day it was
I kissed the frog
So bitter and so poisoned
Hours rolling slower than a snail
The day failing to pass and misery toppling over my hope
The day ***** me and I fell into comma
Yes there is tomorrow but today I am dumbed and pregnant with sorry

If it must change
And yes it will
But the damage immense
The cry won't help, the sun will rise and then I will kiss a brighter day