Fill your bowl full
Of cereal and creme
Smile your way through
Try to look serene
Nothing is left
Nothing to do
Sit alone
Pretending you've a clue
Shotgun stands watch
Shells on the shelf
Nobody noticed
When you lost yourself
Dinner bells ring
Where did the day go
Trundle off to bed
There's nothing to know
Sleep comes
The little death
You'll start again tomorrow
A little less sure of breath.