Morning Blues

When I woke up in the morning...
And saw my neighbours yawning
I saw the boredom within
I realised we were helpless..
as helpless as a kitten
Maybe a little better 'coz we could were mittens
I screamed out loud...
I was trying so hard to write those lines that made me proud
A skill forgotten
Ideas turned rotten
New ways of living
Always in the mood of giving
A newly found passion
A new madness no less
Its delicous.. I love the feeling
My mood soars, restricted only by the cieling
A few lines written to earn a living
A few just to avoid giving