I woke up early,
my hair all curly,
and groggily opened my eyes

The room appeared hazy,
my body still lazy,
my head a bit dizzy from the lights

I stumbled upright,
my PJs too tight,
and made my way to the bathroom

Brushed my teeth,
frizz in a pleat,
headed downstairs to the diner

Tripped on my way,
flew in the air,
landed comically on my breakfast tray

Up till now,
I had no clue,
Guess this is what they call morning blues.