ChAnGe Of HaBiT
After sunrise and sunset I rise
One yawn one wide awake moment
At a time,
Months roll by and it's the same thing
I don't even realize it 'till now
It's a force of habit not to,
Not to notice my routine
The unexpected change comes
And it goes, but one thing is for sure
This routine this force of habit,
Isn't going to keep me still
I'm going to break this down and
Get back up from this slump
The time of "greef" this time of
Catch up of sleep.
This change of habit is going to be,
The better of me...because without all of me
There....there is no me...
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