i can't decide yet if waking up sick.
day after day. is a way to test me.
will i get up and push through.
or will i stay down. check myself out.
i get up. i push through. i can't tell you why.
i have no idea why.
normally i would not.
the bright light keeps my eyes from seeing life.
forces my head to bow. shut eyes. morning skies.
you're thinking about it too much.
don't analyze everything.
i want to take your words and use them.
let's see how long i last.
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