Stupid Alarm Clock
I was sleeping through the most wonderful dream of bliss
when off in the distance of reality the screech of my alarm clock sounds.
Frowning, I throw off the sheets of my bed
scratch my head and suddenly dread the coming of the day.
Its not like I'm tired of life,
the work, hard times, and the too bright sun that shines down through my window.
Or that I'm somehow wishing I where dead
six feet under the ground
sound in a slumber, forever locked away from the profound and materialistic faces of today.
Then again...
Well, who really wants to deal with regular visits
of the same old "he-said-she-said" high school business?
Who honestly hopes to wake up to be
shipped off to a building with the same aspects
of a disconnected, apathetic penitentiary?
Can you really blame me for not wanting to wake up at
six in the morning only to sleep through yet another series of mundane classes?
I stop my train of thought before I head out the door
only to pick up my glasses.
And before I leave to battle a world of people who think they're perfect,
I close my eyes and silently seethe,
thinking
Is this life
really
worth it?
~C.I
when off in the distance of reality the screech of my alarm clock sounds.
Frowning, I throw off the sheets of my bed
scratch my head and suddenly dread the coming of the day.
Its not like I'm tired of life,
the work, hard times, and the too bright sun that shines down through my window.
Or that I'm somehow wishing I where dead
six feet under the ground
sound in a slumber, forever locked away from the profound and materialistic faces of today.
Then again...
Well, who really wants to deal with regular visits
of the same old "he-said-she-said" high school business?
Who honestly hopes to wake up to be
shipped off to a building with the same aspects
of a disconnected, apathetic penitentiary?
Can you really blame me for not wanting to wake up at
six in the morning only to sleep through yet another series of mundane classes?
I stop my train of thought before I head out the door
only to pick up my glasses.
And before I leave to battle a world of people who think they're perfect,
I close my eyes and silently seethe,
thinking
Is this life
really
worth it?
~C.I