Robotic Day

A robotic day goes setting out again

I walk; I travel amid other messes flocked

Eyes glued; Body needing serious ironing

With a desire: Go home and throw myself in bed

I need an overtime to plug my wires back

Cooling down in a warm bed of water

Or a hug from my pet who waits for me

Would make me feel alive

After wasting an entire day doing things I hate

Smiling at people, just as part of service

I desperately need to get wasted

One shot after the other

Feeling high, high enough to forget

That I was feeling low, seconds ago

I reach home; kids waiting and yelling

I’m on another call

I clean, I cook, I cater for everyone

Extended times, more work to do

I have reluctant thoughts walk in the house

But I have to, I have to go in

I want to be the girl I used to be

Carefree, with heads and heels high and higher

Loving to come back home early

But I’ve grown up; I have worn out

All I have is a few hours to recharge

Knowing I have a another robotic day

To tackle; Sweet dreams