He wakes up hardly ready for the day
He pours a cup of coffee, maybe two
Thinks how things might not always go his way
Muddled facts from which he must construe
He pours a cup of coffee, maybe two
More out of habit than truly what he needs
Muddled facts from which he must construe
Insane ideas which paranoia feeds
More out of habit than truly what he needs
He questions with uncertainty his tasks
Insane ideas which paranoia feeds
Hiding behind a vast array of masks
He questions with uncertainty his tasks
He wonders on the motives of his friends
Hiding behind a vast array of masks
The hours of the day come to an end
He wonders on the motives of his friends
Thinks how things might not always go his way
The hours of the day come to an end
He wakes up hardly ready for the day
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I hope you don't mind my comment. I'm reading these because you included a link with a submission. I'm impressed with the form. The weakest line for me is "insane ideas which paranoia feeds."
Thanks - after some revision, you may see this one again.
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