My Ordinary Day
written by: Jesson Rata
The sound of the alarm wakes me back to reality
Lazily, I get up, confused of my locality,
Forget punctuality!
Even if I try to wake up early, I'm still going to be late,
Forget formality!
"Every day is a new day" said they
They who prefer to see things in a new perspective way.
But when everything gets too hectic and things not coming my way,
I get weak, exhausted, not ready to play,
Just about ready to decay
And all I think about is hitting the hay
Why can't I do that everyday?
If not working, I'm busy in class
Learning about issues that affect the mass.
Like the social class, always contrasts,
We even worry about the fluctuating price of gas
In this generation, things are hard to surpass
At the end of the day, I'm back where I started
I stay-up late, following agendas I have charted,
After that I go back to bed, the sun far departed,
I leave the world again, wake-up, and set the day restarted.
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