This day has beat my behind,
of course I never expected
it too be more kind.
I prepare for a bad day,
hoping it won't end
up that way.
Most days are bad,
but I don't allow them
to make me sad.

Having a good day is a luxury,
most of the people I know
are unhappy and angry.
Basically so am I,
but it's not a vision
in my eye.
I see a bright sun,
shining even when
all joy is gone.

Living in my visions,
adds flexibility to
my decisions.
With so much anger and
unhappiness around,
it's very hard to stay
off the ground.
Each day becomes
the next,
with the same
old jumbled Hex.

Tied tongues speaking,
others anger peeking.
Body tired and hurting,
the red man flirting.
Eating too much,
trying to keep
positively in touch.

Up and down,
twirling all around.
Mind tripping,
almost flipping.
Still holding on,
as the negative
forces act upon.

This day!

G