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.
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