i know i'll wake up tired
seconds of spacing out
then back to reality
i know i'll wake up regretting
thinking the night's wasted
works are unfinished
again
i'll wake up the next day
walking as steady as i can
while contemplating my life
and still trying to fit in
figuring how to do it best
i'll wake up the next day
with pencil and papers inside my head
forced smile and tired muscles
hold my head high with shaky feet
i'll wake up the next day
i know i will
breathing and alive
F, January 16th 2018
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