routine

I wake up

I eat breakfast

I brush my teeth

I brush my hair

I get dressed

In an outfit I love, or one that I hate

It doesn't matter because I will still despise what I see in the mirror

I sit and stare at my phone

I talk to my best friend

Conversation is brief

It's not like how it used to be

"What are you doing today?"

I don't know

How am I supposed to know

When everyday feels like a repeat?

Stuck in the same cycle 24/7

Time passes and slows simultaneously

But I stay here, frozen in place

While a million possibilities swirl around me in an anxious storm

If anyone can hear me, please

Get me out of this routine

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