Fear and Friday’s (Poem)

I'd say I've seen some beautiful days
I've walked countless coastlines, awoken on mountain tops
I've seen death and birth and kissed good lips
I don't need a music machine tellin' me what a good story is
Matter of fact, I've never asked nothin' from nobody
I've taken my motorbike down the Pacific 101
And I have stood atop the Empire State Building with my father
I have ridden in fear, although, I was afraid every single time
I've learned that every wakin' moment is enough
And excess never leads to better things
It only piles and piles atop the things
That are already abundantly in front of you like breathin'
And chasin' and slow dancin' and love makin', fightin' and laughin'
I am unhinged, unworthy, and distasteful to mostly everyone I meet
However I am loyal to a fault to anyone I find kindness in
I do not and will not fear tomorrow because I feel as though today has been enough
And I got no hate in my heart for anything, anywhere, or anyone
And I think fear and Fridays got an awful lot in common
They're overdone and glorified and always leave you wantin'
Yeah, I think fear and Fridays got an awful lot in common
They're overdone and glorified and they always leave you wantin'