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Waking up (Reports of Pain)

I woke up today. Mother used to say that I should always be glad about waking up. A gift, that's what it is. The gift of life, the gift of opening your eyes once more. Why can't I see things like this anymore? Every morning, every new sunrise, I am only disappointed with whoever controls this life we live, disappointed because nothing has changed. And the more I fight, the more I keep fighting, it seems to be further and further. My life, the life I should be living, it's slipping away from me. I am not living. I am surviving. Is it fair?

Nothing is fair. And here it comes, the sunset again. Does it ever stop?

Come morning light...