Tis only 7 o'clock and life already has me down

With the solemn tick tocks of the clock

And the feeling of time passing
The only consolation that tomorrow might actually
Get
Here

The vague sense of not belonging is plaguing me

Once again

But I can't seem to shake it
No
Not this time

The wind howling my name outside my window

Knocking it's icy fists on the panes

Tryin' to get in and shake my
Bones till they rattle in their sockets

So I huddle under the covers of my bed
And
Hope
Nothing comes in

Because it's
7 o'clock

And life has already beaten me down