The days are getting shorter just like my anticipation for the colder season. Cold season brings cold thoughts to my mind. I tend to spend more time thinking about the circumstances of my life that I don’t enjoy. I’ve already felt isolated due to this coronavirus, now I can add cold weather to the reasons for not seeing the people I yearn to see. I need to be around others in order to feel happy. I’m hopeful I’ll be able to see my friends in the flesh soon. Fingers crossed that this isn’t a long season.

The whole world is craving a feeling that will take lots of skill
It feels like to reach this we must climb up a hill
But knowing the journey will take lots of skill
We must enter this conquest without worrying about the bill
Because there is no price too great to achieve the thrill
Of living in a world full of peace & good will

I wake up every morning with thoughts on my mind
How will I work to improve and benefit mankind
I know that one day I’ll awaken without being quarantined
And I’ll feel so much better and won’t be maligned
To think that everyone has gone crazy and everything is unrefined Because the world has returned to the right state of mind

The fact that we are breathing
That we can feel emotion
That we can prosper in this environment
And make the world better for future generations Is nothing short of SPECTACULAR!

I made it through another day
For once I didn't feel I had to pray
Everything in front of me looked so gray
But then I really focused on what I had to say
And I could see I had to take it all the way
I know it might seem a little cliche
That my life would end up on a raceway
But I need to finish this race to get my payday
And to sip on a big glass of fruit puree
Maybe then I'll get to experience a miracle someday

I ponder where I’m going
Always looking but never showing
Up to where I need to go I keep blowing
My chances of finding it are plateauing
I need to get there without owing
My life savings can’t keep growing
If I keep lowering my blade for mowing
My destination will never be visited allowing
The past demons to keep vowing
To stop me from peacefully bestowing
My final destination is cowing

The anticipation is growing
I’m so looking forward to showing
What I created knowing
That they will be excited floating
The idea of me going out and posing
The work I finished roaming
My minds hallways bestowing
How I’m always exploding
And leaving my mind unloading