You really think it's easy, don't you?
With my alarm by 5am, I am up.
I go down on my knees and say a simple prayer.
I sit down for a few minutes and just overthink,
Without solving a thing I sigh, and get on my feet.
My toothbrush, a weapon to cleanse my bad breath of yesternight.
With heaviness in my spirit, I drag my feet against the ground with my towel in hand.
With a bucket of water I washed off the stress of yesterday's lectures.
With each bowl of water poured on my face, I had flashes of unending debit alerts.
I sighed again the second time.
I put on my clothes with a weakened spirit.
I quickly boiled the hell out of yesterday's food.
I...