Dark room without a single light
Only the glow of my phone screen
Proves I’m awake in the night
My eyelids are heavy but I fight them
And I move my fingers to open my notes
“Day 2” and a flickering cursor
My second day with nothing written
An empty page
That I don’t think anything can fill

How must I live tomorrow
Where must I begin
Waking up early
Out of bed by 6 AM
Maybe this won’t amount to much
But I won’t let someone else write for me
I’ll write what my Day 2 will be
My second day that I must live on my own
This is the real beginning
Of a world of my own