A good night’s sleep

I wake up
Through the window
The light that shines on me so gently

I stir and flounder in my bed
What is the time?
It shouldn’t be that sunny yet
What the hell.
My mind still finds it hard to get
How can that be?
The alarm’s off, my eyes are wet
My chance is gone.
I missed my train.
There is no way I can explain.

Is this world real? I start to doubt
A world, in which no failures are allowed
I stare out of the window in disdain
The shining sun can’t soothe my pain

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