Everyday
Everyday, all seven days.
I struggle to get up of this bed.
If it's not my back it's a damn headache.
It hurts so much and I can't take it.
I pray, for a change in my days.
I've paid, for all my mistakes.
I lay, here and I'm the loneliest.
Awake, I always try to change.
I see us growing apart,
I see and ending and it's not that far from the start.
You're the owner of my heart,
I hope you and I never apart.
Everyday I think of you,
you make the demons go away.
Everyday it's a battle,
I hope you help me everyday.
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