It’s Just the Same

Days are long, but sometimes nights seems longer.
With the night should come a peaceful slumber.
Why then for me it's filled with restless hunger?a
Hunger for the things left unattained.

But, won't tomorrow bring a new day, for me it's just the same!
For it brings with it not a promise to obtain.
What a waste of unless days that bring no gain.

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