Sitting, sleepy every morning,
On the couch in my room.
Three alarm clocks give their warning,
Life will start up soon.
I get comfy on my couch here,
Put some music on.
Half way sitting, halfway slouching,
Sweet, my favorite song!
Look around my room at pictures,
Of days that came and went.
Two drawers full of notes from lectures,
And mail I never sent.
All my monkeys laugh while one cries,
Twisted little minds.
Spots of sunshine burning my eyes,
Through my mini-blinds.
- L R
Breaking away from the mold is one of the higest forms of expression..and sometimes the hardest thing to do. Im diggin yo style... Keep your creativity flowing.