Repeat
My life has become a record
Stuck on one song
Spinning endlessly
I wake up every morning
Go to work
Come home
Do some schoolwork
Then sleep once again
Repeat
My mind and body are craving excitement
I want to live
To try new things
To feel the rush of a brand new life
The exhilaration of change
The hope for what could be better
Consumes me...
repeat
I wake up every morning
Go to work
Come home
Do some school work
Then sleep once again
My life is repeating at its chorus
Never discovering the next verse
I hope you guys like this poem I'm feeling pretty stuck lately so everyday I continue to push myself a little more. If you're going through something and need someone to talk to always feel free to message me. Thank you so much for reading and pls don't forget to like and comment and go follow my new Instagram @hailies_poetry
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