Today
Today is the day I am here where I am not somewhere else I rather be or tell myself the future that I am calling to myself Today is the day I will tell myself that I am here, not somewhere else I am poor I stole clothes at the mall and yet I confess and yet I profess and yet who I am does not change Must pay the fee to not call the cops, they say and I can't afford it I'm unemployed I say She said you have 2 weeks Grace has passed, my time has come Face the responsability Do our mistakes follow us to the future? the desperate things we do when we are in desperate situations where options are for a few I thought of worse things to do for money in these last few weeks at last, I pray I will stay myself and the dreams in my heart will still come to pass and today is another day where I learn my lesson being poor is its own crime