Another Day

Tic-tac, tic-tac is all I can hear while I'm lying in my bed trying to sleep, am I starting to hallucinate? Or do I actually hear my neighbor trough the wall? I’m not sure.

The desperate and constant sound of the broken sink it’s driving me crazy, but my laziness is beyond my desire to rest, isn’t that crazy?

Time passes surprisingly quickly, my alarm clock mark 4:30 AM, a little bit more and the sun will announce a new day, one more day of the same. 6:45 it’s time to get up I do it before the alarm sounds, that damn noise drive me mad, if I have to listen once again!!!!!! Ah!!... I can't stand it; feels like someone drilled my head.

Slowly I go to the bathroom, avoiding looking myself in to the mirror, I don’t want to see my reflection, begin to fill the bath, I try to relax but it is impossible,I can still listen my neighbor's noise,through the wall.
I leave the tub and start to prepare myself, to go out to that hell where discriminate and humiliate is synonymous of greatness and power. I just have to put on my mask and disguise this face and everything will be fine, I'm ready for another day.