Poetry

FIGHT ON MONDAY

Monday morning

When it all happens

Arguing about nothing

But somehow I repeat it every week

When it all happens

Fighting with myself

But I do it anyway

When it all happens

Thinking about either to wake up

Or go to sleep again

All I'm going to do today are useless

So, why I have to wake up anyway?



TUESDAY'S PARTY

It's Tuesday night
When most of people going home
Being all tired and just want to go to sleep

I'm here partying super hard in my house
Dancing around the house with my friends
That always be by my side

Music so loud
I can't even hear what neighbors say
Drink on my right hand
I sip it when I need it

They won't leave me until the party is over and I fall asleep
Thanks for today to whoever called
Depression, Anxiety, and Trust Issues