Nobody gives a chit
how we feel
we can keep life a bore
or make it a thrill
Slap me in my sleep
I pray to the Lord
my thrill will keep

I wake up feeling like crap
look in the mirror
my own face I slap
Got to come around
from this feeling of down
Body all tired don't want
to stand ground

Lets face it
sometimes we just can't
jump up and go
the body feels it but the brain
doesn't have to know
But it does
it keeps on doing it like it was

A good thrill is hard to keep
from around corner
none will peep
unless we give chase
to help keep a
smile on our face

OnepoetGem