Okay, you say write what you want to say and don't think about rules. It's lame but don't laugh!
In the morning I awake,
The rough thin fabric of the pillow case.
Yet again an ordinary day,
Where the soothing scent slowly fades away.
When this ain't meant to change,
I laugh and cry, then I love and hate.
This class, race and age,
The shallow empty future
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