Living day-by-day and season-to-season,
Living in blended days for expected reasons,
When monotony spills over into madness,
Is it time to man up despite being fed up,
Or to yearn for more before years turn?
Doing this for that,
Giving up my sanity for the rest of humanity,
Planning like a robot to not end belly up,
A soul buried below the daily grind of time,
Heading to six feet under ahead of time.
