Landin' in my Lap

Wake up every mornin', my stomach in my throat

tryin' to keep going, don't want to give up hope

my wheels keep spinnin', am I goin' anywhere?

Does anybody hear me, my heart's in disrepair.

Same ol' sh*t all the day long

workin' for a penny, workin' for a song

can't pay the bills though they gots to get paid

how I'm gonna pay them, I already prayed.

Not trying to do wrong, just wanna do right

but I'm tired of this battle, I'm tired of this fight

A promise ain't a promise when it ain't f*ckin' kept

leavin' me with all this sh*t deeply in debt.

I stood with you throughout it all, you didn't give a sh*t

I took it til you walked away, til you done went up and quit

And so it lands in my lap, all this crap you left behind

how I'm gonna do it, on a dollar and a dime?

Doin' all I can, gonna give it a go

is it gonna work, how the hell do I know?

but I know I'm gonna try, can't give up on it too soon

but sometimes I wanna say, what the hell, f*ck the moon.

*This poem was written during a time of great hurt which was turned to anger to protect me. I included it because it is some of my favorite poetry. However, my sincere apologies to the Moon. I'm glad we are friends again.