It’s 6:30 in the morning,
And my head keeps pounding.
Touch 2 things and call them by name,
Because I could use a little grounding.
How do I keep doing this?
Each and every day.
So many thoughts encircle my mind,
Yet I have nothing to say.

It’s time to wake up,
Because I’ve been dreaming.
It’s time I listened to this world,
That hasn’t stopped screaming.
If I could only wake up,
What lies dormant in my head.
But I keep going through the motions,
Expected of me instead.

It’s 6:30 in the morning,
And I’m still awake.
Anxiety lies next to me,
Reminding me of my mistakes.
How do I keep doing this?
Callouses cover my conscience.
I’m trying to be better,
The world is...