Its the Same Day Everyday

Ticking away,
Life’s motionless way,
I see, I hear, I say,
The things that make me laugh away,
But it’s the same day,
That I wake up to everyday,
Like a comatose I lay,
Colored days turn grey,
Like a dog led astray,
Estranged from the way,
From the place I used to stay,
Maybe I’ll try to pray,
Not knowing if it’ll pay,
But if I may,
Let me escape a free prey,
From jaws of this delusional day.