Wake up

take a shower

get dressed

eat breakfast

go to school

do homework

eat dinner

go to sleep.

 

My routine never changes

I feel as though I am cursed,

living the same day

over and over again.

 

I am trapped inside my own mind.

The demon on my left shoulder tells me not to wake up,

nothing will ever ever change.

The angel on my right shoulder tells me wake up, wake up,

you never know what today will bring.

 

Perhaps the angel is right,

maybe tomorrow is the day things finally change.

I have to be awake to see that.

I tell the demon

I’ll stay one more day.

 

One more day

One more day

One more day