Every morning, every day
All around me is gray;
Don’t know how to live today
Maybe I need more to pray,
Lest I am become too fey
To live my life without strife,
To have no thing from world to hide
To care ‘bout something but my hide,
A stupid pun without fun,
I know and could not care no more less
Cause I do need to shed that stress
That’s been weighing on my back
But no one can take me aback
For as a-free I’m as a bird
And Not afraid now to be heard
It sounds corny, simple, low
But all above is just a flow