It's morning
the night grew late
exhaustion
seemed was my fate
These open eyes
I so despise
I turn from the mirror
it tells no lies
They're oh so red
inside I'm dead
why did I ever
leave the bed
But it matters not
I must start the day
put on that face
that says I'm OK
Show the world
there is a way
in this game of life
I'm still in play
there's more to be done
I just can't give up
I know I'll feel great
after my second cup
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