I wake up in the morning
To a rather dreaded noise,
Is it a wild animal
Or is it the end of the world!
Sadly, it is something far worse.
I turn around,
Towards the source of the sound;
OH MY GOD!
It is my alarm clock.
I cry in utter horror and grab my face,
To the utter realisation
That it is a Monday.
The dreaded day of the week,
That scares the bravest and the meek.
The day you say goodbye to the weekend
And oh so sweet sleep,
The day your relaxation ends.
Get ready for school or work,
You may just survive till Friday,
With sheer luck...
Or not.
