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Everyday is hell
Every day the sun rises
And the people awaken from there deep slumber.
And they move with such haste,
You would think they were trying to win a race.
They never slow down, always running around.
They rush to work or to school
Hoping someday there will be something better waiting.
Then they come home to the wife or husband,
And they see their faces and want to walk away.
But they are chained to the door by the demon of misery.
Who says im sorry but hey you’re the fool.
They enter the door and see the kids
And wish that they hadn’t.
But they can’t take back what they did.
She makes the dinner
He sits and starts to work on the never-ending project.
They spend the day with the kids
Who cry and complain.
Then they go to bed with the hate still in there eyes,
From the long days.
Which makes them cry.
Everyday is new, but never different
Because everyday is still a never-ending hell.
