Lyrical Logic

Every day she wakes up exhausted.
She woke up, that's a plus.
Some nights she wonders if she will 
Because the pain is just too much. 

Coffee fuels her morning
Ensuring she probably won't commit a felony.
Quick brush her teeth
Hair in a bun
Ready for the day. 

She walks through the day in a fog.
Others wouldn't notice
She has become a master of disguise. 
Laughing on cue, 
Smiling, 
They would swear she's having a good time.
But inside,
She's dying. 

Home finally,
Feed the cat. 
Did she eat today? 
Fuck. 
Quick grab some food
Then fall into bed. 

Hours of streaming
Mindless scrolling
Until finally it's time for the day to end. 
She takes her meds
Turns out the light
Sets the sleep timer,
And tries to drift off to sleep. 
Not ready to do it all again.