A fresh burdon

A new day now bothers me a lot,
For it means a new 24 hours,
That I don’t know how to spend.

I just have to pass by those
Hours minutes and seconds
Whoever passes by, just say hi,
Don’t talk just keep him out of my pain.

Those uninteresting moments
Of life to move on just to live
For living the next day, a fresh Burdon
That I don’t want to carry.

Full of noise the world goes,
Around me with an unattractive look,
A great sadness fills me within,
When I see the new desires in its eyes.