You look like you just fell out of bed
Your morning breath and messy head
You’re smiling though which is good sign
So maybe today we might be fine.
Oh no. Wait. Damn.
You think I’m not looking.
Your smile is gone.
You’re just a bag of bones under that grin
And there’s nothing I can do.
Nothing I can say to make it right.
I’m sorry your world is so hard
That every day is a shard
Into your sad soul.
You don’t greet the day
You are a reluctant passenger on this sphere
Is your end near?
Every time I leave you, I say goodbye.
(c) Slumpless
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