time
life is a struggle when the leaves keep falling on your head in the winter with the beams of sunshine creeping through the part between strands warming the skin thats stained with coffee grinds and polishing compound. scrapes and bruises grace my hard working hands my nails are broken and my eyes are strained the sunshine is fading as friendships and loves feel somewhat far away. so much is distant just beyond the reach of my comfort. i miss those times when i had the time to take some time and spend some time at the ocean with the foamy algae stricken kisses around my ankles. i'm tired of being tired of tiring days when all i do is work for "the man" and wear fake smiles to please my income and make my tips. tug on my shirt and show some skin, do a good job, please them all like the slave that i feel in my everyday human form. i was a work-a-holic for halloween this year. i got a few laughs from those coffee drinkers and those sorry souls that pitty you and your choices. the 95 cent tip for the pitty party. give me flowers, smile at me. honor my ways dont diminish my ways. love my ways dont degrade my ways. respect my path allow me to walk, respect my life. i respect my life. i want to live my life. save some time to spend some time alone