The alarm starts screaming.

Wait.

I'm still dreaming.

Five more minutes

And then I'll get down to business.

 

Rise from the dead

Messy hair on my head

Why do I even bother?

Then, I'm greeted by my loving father.

 

Why do I put myself through this day after day

when I end up back in the same position anyway?

But then I realize

Every time I open my eyes

My dog is filled with joy

and I'm one day closer to meeting that special boy

And I can make a life for myself

or put more books on my shelf.

 

There are so many little things to live for

I stand up and walk out the door.

 

I wake up

Not because it comes with existing as a human being

but so I don't miss any little thing.