Something Poetic or Pathetic?

It's 6 am, I am moving. Working. Existing.

Blending into the crowd

Mind and body in a constant state of unrest

But if I am to be honest,

I'd rather snooze the alarm 5, 6, 7 times

At rest and unbothered as the time unknowingly flies

I want to lay in bed for a few hours more

I'm longing to be home

Sitting in silence for hours on end

With just me and my thoughts

Around puffs of clouds and smoke

Read, create, feel and explore. Rinse, repeat.

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