Back at it Again

Back at it again,
Same routine different day,
same old, same old,
in the mood for a change.
Maybe an adventure, maype a surprise
Sorpresa me life!
but don't make me cry
It's school then work, then work, then home, then shower, then eat,
netflix, then sleep
weary and it makes me weak
because I know what lies ahead of me
and I can't stop it, or run and hide
can't be lazy, even if I try.
Gotta revive...

That's it!
Revival.

That's what I need the most
Revive me from my emotional post!
Not depressed, or angry, or sad,
or crazy, upset, discouraged, or mad.
I'm fatigued, you see
of my normal routine.

No one can help,
not much anyways,
always complaining about some new kind of pain
I wish he was here but he's far away
in temporary bliss, that never stays.
We talk for hours,
and later I'm left in the abyss of my fatigue,
a withered flower,
while vauge emptiness covets me
How time flew! Time to go to sleep.

This is my life.
This is my routine.