5:00AM
On fire
Two 24 ounce coffees
Jammin' with RHCP
Hubby's in dialysis
I'm getting my groove on
Wait until 6:00
Then the magic happens
Can't listen to Dani California in Iowa
It don't make sense
Got to be where there's
Acceptance
People
Action
I love this life
If those who knew me knew
I am one in a thousand
But I'm happy
And that's what matters in this world
Ain't knockin' over old ladies
Ain't stealing from jewelry stores
But I'm every bit the rebel
I always was
Just in a more mature
Old school way
Don't have to use my mouth and fists
When I can use my brain and eyes
And still get every bit as much
Accomplished
Probably more
Problems happen
Ya ain't got problems
You're dead
So cherish those painful little suckers
They mean you're alive
You're kickin'
You're still fighting for that next breath
And you ain't givin' up
No matter what
Anybody
Any test
Any who tells you who you are
And what's gonna happen
And how you ought to live
And how long you're going to live
It don't mean crap
If you don't let it
Rise like a rebel
Take on that day
Whatever it means
And when you fall into
Your bed
Your backseat
Your sleeping bag under a bridge
Let your mind be empty
And know that you've done the right thing
By yourself
By others
And you've been the
Best
Kindest
Nicest badass
You could possibly be that day
Musings on day to day life, occasional poetry, thoughts on today's society, and basically whatever is crossing my mind as my fingers hit the keyboard! Enjoy.
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Monday, May 18, 2015
Rise Like A Rebel
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