her alarm starts to sound
she brings herself to her feet
dreading th day ahead
knowing it'll be another one from hell
she can't find her socks
and her clothes don't match
she hates th life she's living
dragging a comb through her hair
she's running late
why did she get up this morning she thinks to herself
rewinding back time
her alarm starts to sound
she turns it off and goes back to sleep
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