Lying Awake Thinking
As I see the sun creeping up
I wonder what is instore for me today
Will it be a happy day
Full of rejunios with friends
Or a day of sadness
Finding out that friends are not my friends anymore
Will I be able to stand my ground
No matter what happens
There is nothing for me to do, but think of what is coming
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