My first alarm goes off
I savour the last of my broken sleep
My eighth alarm rings and I moan
I drag my heavy body up
And into the bathroom
But I make a mistake
I glance at the mirror
As I finish ******* and...
Is that me ?
I don't know the answer
My eyes linger and I turn away
Into the shower I go
Rushing, rushing, rush...
I run to catch my bus
I do not catch my breath
My chest burns as I try
But, to no avail, I slump in my seat
And give it time
I close my eyes and fill my ears
I focus on the music
And let another day begin
Opening my eyes now
I catch sight of my reflection...
When, oh when, will I recognize it?
Dysphoria, my dudes.