I'm not a morning person
And today I'm wearing black
To mourn the death of my motivation
I wish my sleep can go back
And pray I make it through the day
Before my sanity does give way
And my kneecaps'll shatter down
As into drowsiness I resolutely drown
But if I don't return back to the living
Don't listen to their foolish reasons
And don't give me an early funeral
I'm not a mourning person.
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Poetry"A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage..." -William Blake
