THE SONG REMAINS THE SAME

Same old. Same old.

Alarm goes off, wake up, get dressed.

Same old. Same old.

Go to work, go home; familiar roads

Same old. Same old.

At work; same pressures, same stresses.

Night shifts, day shifts.

Same old. Same old.

Gee I need a holiday! Gee I'm tired!

Same old. Same old.

Arrive home, water the garden, mow the lawns, bins out.

Same old Same old

Have dinner, family time .Tickety boo! tickety boo!

Same old Same old.

Get ready for bed,  shower, wash teeth, 

Look in the mirror. Gee I'm old!

Same old Same old.

Go to sleep......

Alarm goes off, wake up, get dressed..............

 

Reviews

[Dani The Unreviewed]

yup... hehehe... replace work with school, leave out the “I'm old“ part, and add everyday pain... then its the description of me... huh... well written.

[♥ Ari Skye ♥]

This was a great piece. Excellent description of a life stuck in repetition.
Great piece!

[Valentine]

Laughing. There are so many people out of work or living alone that would give there right arm to be doing what you are doing. I like the way you laid out this write. Kathie