Just Another Day
we wake every morning wit the same frame of mind ,so much to do but never enough time. but still we rush to get it all complete, which is so hard to do on 4 hrs, sleep. pouring all into the lil time we have left , trying to please all but ourself.thinking one day it'll all pay off{who knew it come at such a great cost} yet here again in the bed we lay preparing to do it all over today...
Copyright © Robert Walker | Year Posted 2011
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