tired of being me so i wont be me anymore and that will make u happy :) (+yungspoiler)

Wake up.
Not from sleep.
From belief.
The coffee’s real, the rest...buffering.

My phone says good morning.
The fridge says “404 milk not found.”
A bird outside repeats my PIN.
I wave.
It logs me in.

The mirror yawns.
The carpet scrolls.
My shoes debate philosophy.
While I lose control.

Wake up, wake up, wake up slow.
Dreams have updates you should know.
Bamboo bass beneath your feet.
Reality syncs to a looping beat.

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