I have been sleeping, I yawn
I decide to flatter and fawn
But Fate turns a blind eye
& This is it, this has to be my dawn.
I struggle to follow through
Failed Promises, and Tensions brew
I say I have been giving it my all
The Act's a flop, the curtain's drawn
& This is it, this has to be my dawn.
I am awake, I finally mawn
The sun's up, the beams are born
This isn't easy, sometimes I am torn
But This is it, this has to be my dawn.
I pick myself up on my own now
Excuses, extenuation, exonerations, I disallow
I spare no effort, nor keep due
I pick my queen, I pick my pawn
This is it, this is my dawn.
- by NM
Pic Courtesy : Casey Horner
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