Every day seems the same, day by day they never change.

Weeks drag on but what’s to blame,

Nothings different I pray for strange.

Something to spice up my daily life,

And end this routine that haunts my dreams.

It’s not so bad, no pain no strife,

No end in sight, or so it seems.

Maybe one day my life will change,

And end these days that end the same.

Until that day my days remain,

This routine life is mine to blame.