Just Another Day
Just Another Day I wake up before the alarm, Not ready, but still awake. The room is quiet, the sky half-lit, And my mind is already late. There are things I should have said, And things I should have done, But the day keeps moving anyway, It doesn’t wait for anyone. Some moments hurt, some pass too fast, Some stay longer than they should, Still, I show up, step by step, Doing the best I could. Maybe that’s what living is— Not fixing everything today, Just getting through, and hoping Tomorrow feels a better way.