For Instance

You say you’re so inspired but they know you’re wired

First you’re hired then you’re fired

Ignoring the truth as it’s transpired

Hey, maybe you’re just too tired,

Maybe you‘re transfixed

You heard the alarm sound don’t try and say you were unwarned

The only cyclone you see tho is the one you’re spinning in your own mind

Still it seems the questions dangle alongside you unanswered

Eyes blood-red, rage blurring vision enough to fake being blind

Isn’t it easier when we work things out as a team

If you could just take the time to lend a hand, even to just think about a few people other than you

When you put others first you may be amazed at the things a friendship can do

If you don’t like my blueprints I should remind you it’s possible that what you see now may be ugly

Really all you need to do is change your point of view

Like that long debated question: half empty or half full?

Tell me; how do you see your cup?

Still bitter, still angry maybe a little confused?

Try not  to decide too fast

When considering the future try not to focus too acutely on the past.

Does the rain of yesterday determine tomorrow’s forecast?

You can decide what comes next, it’s not all up to fate

Believe me I’ve been there, yes I can relate

There were many times I wouldn’t even step near the plate

Instead I chose to start over, clean slate

Pushed away the frustration of the loss

Started working to gain ground, stopped worrying so much about the cost

Got back in the game, like a boss!

Not planning on playing for keeps but sure, I’ll give that ball a toss

Negativity is nonsense,

A smile can make a world of difference

Suddenly your cares are a million miles away and you didn’t even notice the distance

Turning around to realize a near perfect existence

All it took was a different angle and a touch of persistence

Make yourself happy tho, that you should always do, keep in mind my words are just for instance

©2015 Shavon Taylor CloversAllOver

Except Me

Seems we’re always caught in some old struggle

Same long list of problems we keep tryin’ to juggle

Never thinkin’ maybe to eliminate a few

Nope instead we try to imitate the rest of you

No time to actually investigate the view

Only lookin’ for what it takes just to make it thru

Letting love and life intimidate until intimate moments become so few

No guide against which to judge exactly what the tone meant

Instead I’m stuck watching butterflies flutter by with my x-ray vision

This resembles no part of what I envisioned

All that I’ve come to know so well, and absolutely adore

I see thru now and I must say it somehow sickens me

Those butterflies become moths eating away at me

I search and I wish to see a glimpse of the loving feeling yet it is of no more

It’s not merely my heart but my sanity and serenity I’m no longer sure I can restore

Here and now at my worst you will not accept me?

Then when I finally reach my best I would suggest you not expect me

○©2015 Shavon Taylor “CloversAllOver”