2018-12-11 - 2:45 p.m.
Stay awake Tons of work that always wait No time to waste Not many choices anyway Ask me not to relax I need to catch up with all I’ve lost Thanks to you-know-who ‘though they refuse to accept it’s true One more cup of that black coffee, please? Pray this old heart won’t pop after so many punches and stabs Convince friends: “It’s all good” ‘though you can’t always pretend You’re tired You’re bloody exhausted Oh-so-fed-up Wait, what romance? It’s probably been dead for ages My two left-feet will ruin the dance These days, close to no chances Secure myself with money Yes, this road is lonely but there’s only me the existing warrior not a princess aching for some cliche, prince charming such an ancient fantasy Go back to work, lovely It’s still around the clock, hopefully not for eternity Well, probably... ...until you decide how you’d like to be... R.
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