9 am.

My eyes are shut

my brains going wild

That feeling in my gut

Makes me want to be a child

 

I think back to yesterday

It was the very same 

I wish it would go away 

In the end I’m all to blame

 

My heart beats too fast

As the clock turns nine 

I’m giving today a pass

But I’ll be out of line 

 

Where’s the fresh start 

The one I dream about 

Even though It’s 9 sharp

I’ll have to live without.

 

 

 

What is wrong with you?

 

 

 

 

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