I just want to write.
But I gotta eat.
And I gotta sleep.
Hopefully inside and consistently.
I would love nothing more than to just write my life away
If it was all I could do all day every day
But I gotta go to work they say.
Cuz I gotta eat.
And I gotta sleep.
Hopefully inside and consistently.
I might have to sacrifice one.
I don’t think I’ll survive without at least one.
I could definitely do without a job.
But I gotta eat.
Cuz I gotta wake up.
Why?
I don’t know.
I woke up yesterday and the yesterday before that.
I figure that’s just where I’m at.
I guess that’s what I gotta do.
Cuz I keep getting up.
Even when I wanna lay down.
I keep getting up.
Even when I didn’t really want to.
Even when I kinda hoped this was the last thing.
I ain’t really wanna survive some of this.
I just wanna write…
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