Wake up, coffee, breakfast…
Standard day to day grunge,
Say hey,
Move along,
Repeat…
They say at least nothing bad is happening, right?
I’m not to sure about that, being a recluse has its severe times of cabin fever,
And life passes you by. Sometimes u just gotta go for it and live,
Whatever happens for better or worse, you at least have a story.
It’s all I can do to stay sane,
If you live afraid all your life,
Never knowing anything new,
It will stay the same.
I’d give this advice out to anyone
Who has a chance to avoid it.
