Me, Raw.

sleep, eat, work - repeat.

my eyes are sticky

the room is dark 

i yawn at six-thirty

lashes, brows, hair - again 

i squint at that blemish on skin?

presses elevator button seven ten 

i feel 3/4 alive 

i rub my yesterday night away 

i walk out school gates five-o-five

eat, nap, rest all fine 

feeling a bit resigned

pen on paper six-o-nine

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the world falls asleep

my hand cramps eleven-o-two

i'm finally DONE DONE DONE- and

i don't know if i can carry on...

...so i let my eyes get sticky. 

til i yawn again at six-thirty.