PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I can’t do it, or anything at all

What’s really the difference in how you call it

Negativity is electric to the mind

Positively the drug of choice at the moment

Separate the truth from a long string of lies

A pessimist wins to an optimist’s surprise



Wake up, wake up

Shake it off until what you have is what you want

Wake up, wake up

Stripe it all down until what you want is what you need

Now baby that’s what I call living in the moment



Down to the gutter, pick it apart

Sort your life out into something recognizable

It’s indefinable to a normal mans heart

Someone who has experienced the cup half empty

Has nothing on a man who’s known it half full

For a man half empty appreciates the little things



Wake up, wake up

Shake if off until what you have is what you want

Wake up, wake up

Stripe it all down until what you want is what you need

Now baby that’s what I call living in the moment



Is this the consistency of life

Just trudging through one day

To be judged on the way you did it the day before



Wake up, wake up

Wake up, wake up

Now baby that’s what I call living in the moment