And the Week Ends

I flat-out refuse to work tomorrow. I put in my 40 hours this week. No overtime tomorrow, no overtime. I'm going to torture myself in another way. I'm going to the dentist. The side of my mouth where they took my wisdom tooth out still hurts. It shouldn't be like this. I want them to fix me. I want to be able to chew and not be in pain. Well, at least I don't have to work.

I'm not like them

But I can pretend

The sun is gone

But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun

I think I'm dumb
Or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy