Clock alarming at six
Eyes slowly open with emotions mixed.
I can see the birds from my window
I can hear my Mom calling from below.
The smell of the aroma
of fresh coffee made by grandma;
The yelp of my dog,
telling me to go out for a jog;
This is what my morning’s always like.
My body’s getting numb
It’s hard for me to overcome
the heaviness inside me
that’s just driving me crazy.
It’s like I lost my strength
that even getting up
is like the most difficult thing.
A Paper's Scent 
You painted this scene so well 💜
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Thank you! Just exactly how I felt this morning.
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Funny, I just felt the same way this morning B-)
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It’s exactly how I feel every morning.
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Me too at least until coffee time
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