Wake Up

So tired, so beat, but still have so much to do so it's back on my feet. No one else will do it for me I learned that long ago. Shits not gonna do itself time to pick up my things and go. Work so hard for others, can't wait till I'm working for me. Maybe then just for a second I could get some rest finally. Till then it's gonna be wake up early, work real late. No reason to argue, it's not up for debate. If I'm going to make it, I'm gonna have to take it. So this feeling of exhaustion I just have to shake it. Maybe one day I won't have to work like this maybe win the lottery. Think I think too much, me win the lottery! Definitely asking for too much. My apology.