good morning

i peel back my eyelids, waiting for a focus that never comes
my veins run thick and slow, like sap from a hole in a tree
i dont come alive very easy
almost everyday i risk falling to the floor
i stand on wobbly legs, my knees shake
my heart just isnt into being awake
i dream of better places, living better lives
i cannot wait for it to be over
the constant nagging from the world outside is more than i can stand
always wanting more from me
never satisfied with all i have to give
i dread the morning
it just reminds me that another day is approaching
and i have to fake it all over again