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New day rehearsed like the day before Wake up ,drink coffee, make breakfast The list goes on till you realize it's a cycle on repeat that has been taught by generations to relive the already dreadful morning The morning where the sun doesnt seem to rise but still you watch the sky gain it's color and fade with time on the clocks. Tik- tok ….tik- tok the hand goes from 7am to 3pm The mimic of the clothing forced to wear everyday to work for someone that doesn't even like working The bland clothing ,the bland customs that come and go like the people. Reliving , rehearsed,replayed So many words to describe the now faded mindset that once would have loved to talk and engage in chats and once hard dedicated worker Now watching themselves slip away with health and horror noone sees underneath The world has gone quiet and no longer sees her smile or the way she used to make everyone around her happy She has given in the towel and can't breathe the same way she used to She has been drowning and no one sees her pain or the looks in her eyes wishing to become the innocent little girl she once was Before the terrible things in life happened, before she was alone and holding the weight of the world on her shoulder