Sixth Day Adventures

Throw that shirt to the floor
There is no more use in it
The silly tag scrapes your back
The logo causes much pain
Red isn't your color anyhow
How did you come by it
There are these things and more
To ponder on a Saturday
I hope you don't move that slow
When your racing against time
Its always 8:02am in this place
I think you should grab some java
That will make you feel better
At least you will tell yourself so
You might even be convincing
Such a good liar you have become
No chores are left to your mind
And the smell of chimney's are paused
But you no longer run anyway
You lost your way amongst the wind
No one calls upon your path
They see what you feel inside
Its sickening knot keeps them aloof
And you forgot to love yourself again
Thats the trouble with the ups and downs
Up so high that you forgot to hit your knees
Down so low that you refuse the mirror
It has a story to tell of its own
I know you've heard it all before
You should listen to it anyhow
It may help on a Saturday Evening
You may yet sing a song again
I'm sure a week's not too far off