She stared at her screen, another day another dream,

goes to waste, all the hate

stirring up deep inside her.

Frustration, desperation, in every situation,

She glanced outside at the Sky,

hoping for some kind of solution.

But, nothing was there. Not anymore.

Day in and day out, the same kind of day,

On repeat, on repeat, like some kind of daze.

She wanted to run away,

To somewhere where she could

Find her space, gain her pace and stop

staring at a screen…

that had nothing to left to say.

Because, sweetheart..

Routine kills.



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