Another Day

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    Another Day

    Another Day

    Everybody stop and think. It’s just another day.
    What the fuck you have to say going to work day after day.
    Taking shit from your boss it’s all about nothing.
    Here the fucker comes, now isn’t this something.
    It’s just another day.
    Turn your head and walk away of course the bitch will have something to say.
    It’s just another day.
    You stop and think my bills keep piling so should I take his shit and just keep smiling.
    It’s just another day.
    My children are my life so I have to pave the way.
    So, both of them won’t have to live through this kind of day.
    It’s just another day.
    The shit you see the crap you take.
    It makes you want to fight, it makes you want to hate.
    It’s just another day.
    Your cars fucked up you can’t get away.
    Now you’re screaming like a bitch, so I bet you want to pray.
    It’s just another day.
    You know you need money, you want the finer things.
    To rod, to steal you know it’s not the way.
    So, just think it’s just another day.
    Remember, when you lay down to sleep and you’re on your way.
    Just think it’s just another day.
    And to all of us that’s been this way.
    It’s just another fucking day.

    Michael Browning

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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