My Mundane Monday

Poetry

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Early mornings and messy hair,
Distraught moods linger in the air.
Blank faces and cold thoughts,
Another week to re-start,
Unhappy hearts all gaze,
At this mundane Monday morning haze.

The Sun hasn’t even risen,
Monday’s sure feel like prison!
No time for breakfast…