wake up in the morning, sun shining though these blinds   warms these dirty walls and it opens up my eyes   it says there's something good on the other side   (some thing's just take theie time)   it's all I know   it's starts to slide   my failures show up to dent my pride   it's all I know and I can't hide   just another phase to get trapped inside   no sugar in my coffee because it's only mid-week and you need routine to stay sane strapped in the passangers seat   you acn learn it in their schools or you can learn it on the streets   but everybody has to fall back on what they can repeat   so I face the day, I take my pulse   feeling just okay is what I hate the most   I stand up straight, I hid my stride   feeling opaque, I retreat inside   it's all I know and I won't grow   lest some vague ambition show   it's what I see when I'm staring at the bottom and the bottom is staring back at me