Something

A Poem by Hunter Mullis

I go to school, I sit in class.

I go to work, I slave away.

I go home, I go to bed.

The same routine,

day in and day out.

Wishing for something more.

More than the same routine.

Something new, Something interesting.

Something more worth living for.

Instead, Here i sit.

Stuck in a loop.

Waiting for..

Something.

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You're a busy bird today Hunter darling. I never really took you for a poet but I really like everything you've written.

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Added on December 6, 2018
Last Updated on December 6, 2018
Tags: Routine, Dark, time, school, work, loop

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