Megz
My Routine
Copyright, Megz
I woke up this morning,
With my brain on the floor,
My muscles feeling numb,
My soul feeling sore.
I put on my happy face,
Walked to the world outside,
Where i am not me,
Me i’m forced to hide.
Again i make a plan,
That same old routine,
For what i’m gonna use,
And how, my cut, i’m gunna clean.
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