Rise and Grind
Rise and shine, so hard to do....
my body is rested but my brain is still vested....
read this, write this, turn it in .com.....
how much longer, do I have to do.....
Rise and grind, thank you coach.....
you keep me going.....if it werent for you....
I may rethink the reason to rise, if its grinding
and working, I'm fine......but if I face turn it in, I'm done.
Back to bed.....for I have risen and I have seen.
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