I get up in the mornin’
Not ready for this day…
I try too hard to
Get my hair straight.
Not thinking about those,
Who try so hard to make their own...
Watching the news…
Throws me off.
Sure there are murders, robbers, sex offenders-
And unheard of cops-
I don’t appreciate,
The small stuff, and sometimes...
I am unaware of the gifts that are left in the rain.
I can’t understand everyone, or everything.
So I'm self-centered…
Sure, I’m worried,
About places and things, but mostly...
I can only see out of my own two eyes!
And yet, I’m afraid to walk my own way.