The alarm goes at 5:30am,
I get up and do my make up,
I smoke on my walk to work so I can’t taste how fresh the early morning air is.
I say hello to 50 different people,
Drink coffee and smoke more,
I convince myself I really do love my job and I real mean it.
I really mean I’m doing a good job being a functioning adult,
I’m really making a difference,
All I really need is myself while I do this job that I love.
Another day done,
Another cigarette filled walked home,
Another night spent waiting till I can drug myself to sleep.
The day is finally done,
I can finally just go to sleep,
I finally I’m out of distraction so I’m left pleading to whatever is out there… why wasn’t I enough this time?
Jan 15, 2025
Jan 15, 2025 at 5:04 PM UTC
The alarm goes at 5:30am,
I get up and do my make up,
I smoke on my walk to work so I can’t taste how fresh the early morning air is.
I say hello to 50 different people,
Drink coffee and smoke more,
I convince myself I really do love my job and I real mean it.
I really mean I’m doing a good job being a functioning adult,
I’m really making a difference,
All I really need is myself while I do this job that I love.
Another day done,
Another cigarette filled walked home,
Another night spent waiting till I can drug myself to sleep.
The day is finally done,
I can finally just go to sleep,
I finally I’m out of distraction so I’m left pleading to whatever is out there… why wasn’t I enough this time?
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