Just A Typical DayA Chapter by Blue Bird IIA song I used to sing.Just a typical day out in the grey world of the vast USA.
I open my eyes to the white sun rise. Look out the window at the pale blue skies.
I get out of bed, at the 6'o clock hour. Clear my head, then hop into the shower.
Go upstairs, and I write some poems. " Lifes unfair " and the poems keep goin . . . . On--------
I grab my bags, and I go to school. What a drag, this is so not cool.
Throughout the day, I'm faced with more problems. Though I have to say its good in the long run. So I'm, living the typical day.
Just a typical day out in the grey world of the vast USA.
I get home from chess club, or maybe Math & Tech. A life of poverty, so I'd probably go to bed.
Wake up to a phone call, sent by my mother. Who else could it be? There isn't any other.
Asking me, "how was your day. " I said "Just like any other, it was okay." It was okay. I'm living the typical day.
5 o' clock and its back to the computer. I know i'm not, gonna amuse her. I chat her anyways, from my face book page.
Pull up a new tab. Going to WritersCafe. I write my poems, while chatting not face to face.
Its all the same. My life is filled with pain. Its 100% sorrow, the same things will happen to---mmorrow.
Just a typical day out in the grey world of the vast USA.
Don't be afraid just to speak to me. I am not your enemy.
Don't be afraid D-D-Don't be afraid. Just a typical day J-J-Just a typical day.
I open my eyes to the white sun rise. Look out the window at the pale. . . blue . . . skies---------.
Derek Owens
© 2011 Blue Bird IIAuthor's Note
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