Sunrise
My happy place comes at 10 pm
Though I'm exhausted it's a better means to an end
I lose myself daily
Wishing anyone could save me
I am the goddamn cure
This I know for sure
I need to let it go
And never fucking know
I'll accept my fate
This I can not change
I'm just on my way
To another better day
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