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I Woke Up Today
I woke up today in pain.
It was a pain that permeated.
It started in my heart,
It spread to my soul.
Its roots reached into my gut.
It didn't loosen as I stretched.
I woke up today realizing,
That I didn't matter.
Perhaps I did to my mother,
Maybe truly to a friend or two.
But the more I was aware,
The deeper that pain grew.
I had come to terms.
When I got out of bed,
I found that nobody noticed.
The floorboards popped,
But the world couldn't know.
Same for how I made my eggs.
Billions had risen as I slept.
Kissing their wives or husbands,
Before crunching burnt toast.
Their cars idling in the frost,
To hopefully greet them with warmth,
As I was idling warm in bed.
I think there's a time for us,
When we're young,
And believe the Sun,
Rises each dawn for us.
But vanity always crumbles,
With the humbling of age.
It was a pain that permeated.
It started in my heart,
It spread to my soul.
Its roots reached into my gut.
It didn't loosen as I stretched.
I woke up today realizing,
That I didn't matter.
Perhaps I did to my mother,
Maybe truly to a friend or two.
But the more I was aware,
The deeper that pain grew.
I had come to terms.
When I got out of bed,
I found that nobody noticed.
The floorboards popped,
But the world couldn't know.
Same for how I made my eggs.
Billions had risen as I slept.
Kissing their wives or husbands,
Before crunching burnt toast.
Their cars idling in the frost,
To hopefully greet them with warmth,
As I was idling warm in bed.
I think there's a time for us,
When we're young,
And believe the Sun,
Rises each dawn for us.
But vanity always crumbles,
With the humbling of age.
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