My morning routine
is as disorganized as me.
I clean my mouth of it’s dirt,
scoop pills ‘till my gut hurts.
Then I’m ready to leave,
so I bring my maugry,
and my shame,
my keys.
is as disorganized as me.
I clean my mouth of it’s dirt,
scoop pills ‘till my gut hurts.
Then I’m ready to leave,
and my shame,
my keys.