Orientation
What day is it?What time is it?
Am I deceased or living?
I have got to know
What's going on.
Looking out the window
And I'm looking at the calender...
Putting my hand onto my eye,
And it is open.
I must be awake.
I looked into the mirror
Someone's there.
There is no one else in here.
Must be me.
There is a woman on my drivers license
It says she can drive.
When is it time to go?
Cause I can't miss my meeting.
8-22-09
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