A great day would start like this 

Wake up 

Eat breakfast 

Get ready 

Check your social media 

Head to work 

Getting through the day 

Without any problems 

Head back home 

Prepare dinner 

Pop on Netflix 

Get ready for bed 

Read a book 

Get a good night’s sleep 

If only this is a typically day for everyone 

Walking uphill 

Heading towards the tavern for trivia nights 

Need a break from 

The chaos that is surrounding my life 

Once inside I order my beer and

See my group at the back comer 

Everyone here is having a blast 

I sit next to a guy 

Who reminds me of someone 

I knew in the past 

Someone in which I have cause great pain 

I brush these awful thoughts 

I want to meet new people 

I want to try new things 

I want to explore the unknown 

I don’t want to cross paths with you 

Don’t want to deal with the heartache 

The fairy godmother shows up with enthusiasm 

Gathers her thoughts as she given an assignment 

On a trouble girl who needs help 

With her pink ballgown 

Her wits and poise 

She heads straight to her destination

Once there she hope she can help this girl out 

Most children need the attention especially 

The ones neglected   

With her pink wand 

She hopes to rid of the girls problems 

Last night’s dream was weird

My grandmother told me to lose weight 

Strange since she didn’t seem to care in the beginning 

Strange that I have gain weight as of late 

So why now? 

Is it a sign that I need to make changes 

Of course I plan to make lifestyle changes 

Don’t want to be chubby any longer 

If getting advice from my grandmother is a sign 

That I need to make changes 

Apartment complexes line up 

Side by side 

Cover in lush green

Decorated with magnolia and cherry blossoms 

The streets are clean and smooth 

No litter 

No cracks 

The area seems safe as people go through their day without mayhem 

A few blocks down are coffee shops 

Deli markets 

A record store 

A organic friendly restaurant

And a few typical hipster owned stores 

 Nothing really happens at Clover Street 

Yesterdays trash is today’s damage 

A piece of the pie is already gone 

You can’t find that missing sock 

That fight with your significant other cause a split with two fractures 

Your dog is sick and don’t have enough money to take care of them 

Your current job is laying off employees 

Your English professor gave you a failing grade for an awful paper 

Things are changing and will no longer be the same again 

Last year things went well until the end

When things fell apart 

Ice 

Cold 

Furry of attitude from within seasons 

The lake in the forest is frozen solid 

Last night’s storm did the lord’s work 

Perfect timing to go ice staking 

Be careful don’t want the ice to break 

And drowned into shallow waters 

Staying in the lake too long can result to a 

Risk of pneumonia

Good luck fighting off that frostbite  

Hopefully you can avoid 

Temperature is dropping below 55 

The Chilly weather 

Day and Night 

Time to bring in the comforty sweaters 

The warm blankets 

Cracked up the heater 

Make some hot coco 

Read a cozy novel 

Stay inside to aviod the cold 

Don’t want to get sick again 

Today is the day in which 

I plan on setting goals 

Goals that include 

Motivation 

Self-care 

Self-love 

And getting shit together 

Last year was a dread 

A nightmare in which 

School 

Assignments 

Work

And losing myself in the process

I don’t want to drag myself further into 

The dark void 

I need to take care myself 

Don’t want to repeat the 

Shenanigans from last year 

Don’t want to lose people for the shit I gave to them 

Don’t want to be the victim 

I want to move on from 

Whatever happen in the past 

I plan to focus on myself 

I dream of nothing 

A blank canvas where no one can invaded my thoughts 

As being left in a empty void where no one can hurt me 

I much rather be all by myself 

Than be a room crowded with 

Nothing but attention seekers and shallow souls 

A dull environment in which nothing can harm me 

Glad to see some room to be left alone 

Somedays I feel alone like I can’t be outgoing 

As I’m drawn to be by myself 

The extrovert in me is screaming to be free 

I’m not the one to be myself 

I wish I can be myself

Sometimes I’m force myself to be someone else 

Rather go along with the crowd 

Than be left out 

Sadly I can’t seem to do that because I feel misplace 

Such as being an extrovert 

It feels alienated as I try my best to be free-spirited 

Guess I can’t always be the loud mouth 

I’m so used to being quiet

It’s like second nature to me 

Sorry folks can’t seem to be myself as I prefered to be 

I been to the other side 

Done that in the past 

I know what’s it like 

Been in your shoes 

I can relate to you based on personal experiences 

You're not alone 

There are people like you 

People can relate to you 

There are cruel people in the world 

But not everyone is like that 

There are some awesome people out there 

Not all are mean nasty creatures from down below 

Most if not are all accepting for you who you are 

You just look of the brighter side of things 

Welcome to paradise 

From North to South 

We have it all 

The beaches 

The surf 

The pretty blondes that bounce off Venice 

The kush if you’re into that 

The frame and fortune 

The gangster rap that came from compton and Watts 

 The tech heads of Silicon Valley 

The Gold Rush that came from Shutter’s Mill 

Welcome to the west coast 

Long ago in Antebellum 

Two southern belles in a plantation 

Both were treated like princess 

Both were born into privilege 

Both were well loved by everyone

But both sisters had different views in mind 

One wants the man of her dream and will do anything in 

Her power to get what she wants 

While the other refuses to marry the man that her sister is after 

Instead she wants to break free from her bigoted family 

Both sister brew bad blood from one another and as the days goes by 

One will snap while the other will move on from her family and her life 

I’m no longer holding anything back 

I’m no longer going to be a slave to the system 

I’m no longer going to step back and let things happen 

No longer going to let someone bully is into thinking we can’t do anything 

YES WE CAN! 

Were sick and and tried of being judge and ridicule

I’m sick and tired of witnessing it all 

The violence against each other 

The racism proceeds 

The sexism occurs 

The power of corruption 

In which we become opposed

The system exploits us as we nothing but shit 

 They turn us down as we try to fight back 

We need to take a stand 

Speak up! 

Take action!

Don’t let anyone take you down 

Stand up for yourself 

Break the chains that society deemed us 

Want your fifteen minutes of fame? 

Show your boobs and butts 

Get sexy 

Have that camcorder ready for your one and only sex tape 

Once that done, go ahead and leak the tape to the tabloids 

Those greedy hands would want to make the big bucks 

With all of that settle 

You be famous with a reality TV show 

You be making millions for doing nothing but be pretty 

And showing off your assets 

Does all of this ring a bell to you? 

The sun has settle 

The moon has rise 

Now it’s time for the stars to shine and 

The midnight festivities to start 

Head on over to DOver’s place as we kick off with a BBQ out back

And a beer or two 

Hand around the campfire as Dean’s strums the guitar 

And Dover’s sings the blues