It's Just Another Day, by XRebzX Subscribe to rss feed for XRebzX

I wake up in an empty room,
no sound, no movement at all
It's just another day
I go to town, people are hurrying all around
litter is on the floor
It's just another day
People are getting on my back at work,
Kids driving mothers mad
It's just another day
Cars and motorbikes sweep down the road furiously
pomping horns and driving fast
It's just another day
I come home to find that more people have died from
starvation in Africa and a young girl has been raped
It's just another day
A child across the road is being beaten up by his stepdad
and runs out, frightened and all alone
It's just another day
Poitics are on tele again, promising an end to all this
cruelty and wickedness,
It's just another day
My ex phones me up yet again, telling me he's sorry and i
hear the same lies all over again
It's just another day
I go to bed and the neigbours are high on drugs and alcohol
and making noise
It's just another day
I go to sleep eventually
I wake up in an empty room,
no sound, no movement at all
It's just another day


Copyright Rebecca Waring
Posted: 2005-08-25 21:21:05 UTC

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2006-04-22 01:14:27User
Hmmm..is that what really describes your living place..??

2006-04-22 15:32:07XRebzX
It's not exactly "my living place" it's a view on how the world is