Face the Wall

Today of all days,

I want to turn and face the wall,

To slumber away the day that is,

To not be working and laze it away,

But alas life happens and creates this thing,

Where struggle creates action and I can't just sleep,

I awake and stand and look toward my door,

Is it fair that struggle makes me stand and leave?

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