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Crust in my eyes


Crust in my eyes

Softness surrounds me,

Cocooned in a warm blanket

I want to sleep.

 

Ambition forces me up,

On my feet

The day has started

I can do this.

 

Plastic toothbrush

Fighting with contacts

Wrapping myself in clothing

The essentials for a day

I can see.

 

Grab a bite, leaving in a chariot

Playing a sport that has grown with me.

Improving myself, mentally and physically.

I am dripping in sweat.

 

Changing clothes

Working for money

Cleaning up after meals,

Learning the worth of it all

I am humbled.

 

Making spiritual connections

Meeting new people

Learning everyone has their own

Universe

I am amazed.

 

Exhaustion is setting in.

Late night driving,

Beautiful music keeps me alert

Windows rolled down

Cool air hits me.

I feel tranquil. 

 

Relaxation at home

Mom gives best advice

And cares like no one else.

Brother picks on me

With a lot of love behind it

Dad doesn’t say much

His action speak much louder.

I am grateful.

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