A day begins but I am in reverse going over old
territory getting nowhere.
Making the same old promises of what I will do in
the future
While revisiting exactly what I did before
Like the caged lion in the zoo
Walking up and down
Not only the same side of the cage
But placing each paw
In exactly the hollow
Moulded by years of habit
Something must be broken
To break free
Some caricature of me that I have unwittingly become
To really, like this day begin!
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