It's Always Monday
I'm wasting away
trying to find my way
to another day
The calender says Thursday
but I'm here to say
It's Always Monday
and nothing changes
I'ts Sunday now
I go for a drive out of town
I see some friends, then I lay down
I'ts Monday again
Nothing ever changes
The reader of my life never turns any pages
We are all trapped in monotonous cages
What is the point if It's Always Monday
I might fly on a plane
Take a trip on a train
Reset my aching existential brain
But eventually, it will be Monday.
It's Always Monday.
A/N : So you know how I got the idea for the media poem from a markiplier video? Well I got this one from a jacksepticeye video. But look, guys! There's metaphors and alliteration! My English teatcher would be proud.
