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Everyday is the same
The feeling is always the same
Twisting in my bed
Looking out the window
It's still dark out
My eyes flicker to my clock
It's five o'clock
I still have an hour and twenty minutes
Before I have to wake up
I turn around
Trying to go back to sleep
But I don't really though
Just dreaming about
All the possibilities
Just to make myself happy
6:19 comes around
I turn off my alarm
Never wanting to hear the sound
I sit in my bed
Thinking for a bit
I finally get up
I turn on my light
It shines in my eyes
I get my clothes that
I already picked out
I slowly put them on
I head to my bathroom
Brushing my teeth
I look at my reflection
Thinking about all my imperfections
I put my contacts in
Not wanting to wear glasses
So I wouldn't look ugly
Notice all my pimples on my forehead and my eye-bags
Taking out my concealer to just conceal it all
Looking back at my reflection
Curling in eyelashes and putting on mascara
Just so that people would think
That I looked "cute"
I grab my laptop and head downstairs
Breakfast is already prepared for me
I open my phone
Clicking on YouTube to play some songs
So that I wouldn't have to think
Just lost in the moment
Eating my breakfast quickly
So that I wouldn't be late
Going back upstairs
To say "see you later" to my mom
I wait downstairs
For my dad so that we can go
On the way there
Staring out the window
Daydreaming and thinking about the future
Never staying in the present
Heading to class
Always in a hurry
So that I won't be late
And the day goes by
It's time to go home
I turn on the car engine
Driving down the hill
Pressing the gas pedal
Hitting 45 miles
Focusing on the road
As cars go by
Arriving home
And changing
Finishing up my homework
Eating dinner
Washing up
Relaxing and playing on my phone
Then going to sleep
Everyday is the same
The feeling is always the same
I'm always focused on the future
Always in my dream world
So that I never have to stay in the present
Cause the present isn't always happy
Looking to be happy
But always looking for artificial happiness
Over things that don't matter
But I've learned to not care
To see the beauty in the littlest things
To stay in the moment
So that I can be truly happy

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