Morning

Morning

Awake, into the day
Hope you're ready to play
Feel the cold upon your face
The yellow sunlight's grace

Get ready for your game
To hide all your shame
Behind eyes you feel pain
Don't worry you're not insane

Waiting for a bus that brings future
As far as you try untill it's over
Thoughts about what you'll do
Will you think for only you

Tired and trembling from the last night
Did you not know it would lead to plight
In the end you it will always be alright
Never give up on the inside make darkness fight

Here it comes, the ride to what happens next
Will you sit around and text
Will you ignore and mind detest
Will you listen to the rest

It's only morning, it affects the rest of your day
Time to make your play
That reflects the rest of your day
So what will you say