I'm fed up

Turn off the alarm. Pull the curtains closed. I'm just tired. The ceiling looks exactly like it did yesterday. I watch the clock ticking all my hours away. Pour the coffee down the sink, put the keys In the door. I don't even know what I Am doing this for. Just ticking the boxes. Smile at the neighbor, stand in the line. Tell everybody I am doing just fine. It's a copy of a copy of a copy Of a lie. I am so sick of the Script, I am sick of the screen. I am tired of the engine of this broken Machine. Every single morning is a mountain to Climb, just to end up at the bottom at The end of the time. I'm done running in place. I just wanna step out of the race. Step out of the race. The sky is gray, but it might as well Be black. Carrying a life I don't want on My back. Nothing ever changes, Nothing ever breaks. Just a long quiet line of The same mistakes over and over. I am so sick of the script, I am Sick of the screen. I am tired of the engine of this broken Machine. Every single morning is a mountain to Climb, just to end up at the bottom at The end of the time. I'm done Running in place. I just wanna step out of the race. Turn off the alarm. Pull the curtains closed. I'm just tired.