Lie Anyway
I didn’t make my bed this morning,
Or any other for that matter,
But I’ll lie in it anyway
Because sleeping feels a whole hell of a lot more productive
Than staring up at the ceiling
Thinking about all the failures
I’ve allowed myself to become
Copyright © Carissa Marie | Year Posted 2018
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