Monday

the phone rings
my bird sings
my cat meows
the reality of the here and now

the grass has grown it needs to be cut
but honestly i don't give a fuck

the dishes are filling up the sink
but I'd rather lay here and think

there's so much shit i could do
i could learn karate or Kung fu


but i don't
and probably wont

motivation ceased to exist
and everything else just got dismissed

to get out of bed or not that is the question
could these be signs of depression?

i could take a shower
yet i feel i have no power

i could do a lot of things
like go to the bar and have a couple little kings

yet i don't
and probably won't

there's some laundry that needs to be done
but lets be real, that isn't any fun

i guess ill just lay here
perhaps ill magically disappear

just when i think i can rest
i hear the mail man, delivering more bad news for me to ingest

bill collectors wanting money
and a free cruise! how funny

just another Monday in my shitty life
just another Monday filled with strife