Every Monday is Unbearable

Every Monday is unbearable

Breakfast with eggs doesn't make me feel any better.
Using excuse like "I'm good! I'm good!" only drag a bit further.
Conversation with others just like needles,
And it seems I'm the only loser.

Every Monday is unbearable

This moment need not to be memorable.
Throw it in the sea and hope it dun come any closer.
Correct! It should be totally sundered,
And consider final.

Every Monday is unbearable

I start to ponder.
When Mondays can be surrounded with fun and laughter?
When can I be more focus?
Will Mondays be like this forever?

Every Monday is unbearable

The medicine is actually very simple.
Just from your message deliver.
Telling me at least I still have you on my shoulder.
Then I guess Mondays will be filled with colors.

Just my imagination however,
I'm going to pin myself down with work later.
Holding my pen and paper,
And wait for the time passes as usual...

Every Monday is unbearable.