fickle-d by sight and too many rights

sleep with your alarm near you
for burning eyes will always be a shame
and when you yawn – a pair of eyes
will heckle your tiredness
your sight strides nervously
like those fake excuses of parenthood
that you thankfully never had to be a subject of

the grass is always greener on the other side
but it never grows and doesn’t die
while i keep on appreciating
my hatred per unit admiration
surmounts the little genuineness
that i once had

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