I'M ASKING TOO ANY QUESTIONS

 Ah, it's another day.

Might as well mark my calendar again.

I can't miss a day,

Because I'm counting to a date.

It's an elaborate one.

One that comes with peace or suffering.

A 50% chance at both.

If you were a scientist you'd probably say I could do both.

But now's not the time for theories or philosophies,

Or calculations and contemplations.

It's a new day.

A new break.

A new chance.

Although now it looks more like a trance.

Living with no life, yet I still stand.

Standing in a crowd, but not being in it.

Yet I'm still there.

A body with a soul and the ability to think.

Oh wait, I think I got lost in a mirage.

It's a new day,

So I must work.

I must live.

I must strife.

But then again, who put these rules and why?



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