Morning Time

Wake up, check time Roll over, decline It's morning time Look up, ceiling Old paint is peeling I can't tell what I'm feeling Sit up, back pain It's always the same Stand up in my failing frame Look out window It's bright, go back to pillow I don't wanna be my own hero, today Take my morning meds Yeah, I want to go to bed But it's time to exist once again Warning in my chest Will this day be like the rest? Well, it's time to get dressed again I'm an ant in your anthill Born to do the same shit as everyone else But I keep to myself I'm a plant in your garden That's gone rotten And you just mow right over me I'm the trip while you're walking I'm the ground when you're falling I'm the broken piece of your favorite mug I'm the naughty list stocking Full of black coal droppings I'm the grocery list and the awkward hug Take my morning meds I want to go to bed But it's time to exist once again Warning in my chest Will this day be like the rest? Well, it's time to get dressed again I guess this is how I start my day Black coffee and a tooth decay What do I even need to say? A new album written with more pain Why do I need listening to? Is there something I need working through? I guess this is just a way to say There's no happy chemicals in my brain