Awake, thinking of the long day ahead

The sun blazing in my eyes

Covering the sheets right over my head

Creating a nest under the sheets

Trying to understand the importance of rising

Filling my passion for life through knowing my contribution

No retribution, open my heart

Take a peak, looking down from a mountain

Forever young and youthful, looking for the fountain

Clean my heart and bury my soul

Deep inside of me I know my depth

A heavy toll; a burden I cant understand

The more I try the more of a bland

Tastelessness, gone and faded away

Rising up again soon

Maybe on a sunny day in June