Another Day

dawn comes too fast
when I still need to burrow deep
the comforter belies its name
another day...what lies ahead

a need to pay the bills
packing my notebook and camera
do I need to ... I wish not
but here I go again

there is nothing in the mail
only my phone for company
its always silent
except for tips and information

taking the bus
looking out of the window
watching the scenery
seeing nothing

a day to day passion
for the roof over my head
pillow under my head
that's the reason why.