Challenge

hard to understand how we got here the kitchen clock full of greasy moments warning to build now everything we haven't lived yet it's sad because all it took was one key a damn magic password or any abracadabra able to decipher the riddles that prevent us from growing and to get us out of these circumstances lost among weird cooking recipes miracle remedies and endless advertisements if in the morning we could see in the mirror less disappointment on our face... if we got out of bed with some discipline defying the instability of which we are full.