June

Sometimes I dream
Early in the morning.
I feel the weight
Of a new day.
I'm not going anywhere today
I'm stuck in the place again.
I'm alone waiting for something
I'm still here waiting for better days
I'm still here waiting for them
To keep promises made
Promises I wonder about
After so many lies
Since that day
In June.

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