Poems For Days

Mind Yourself

My life is mine.

Your life is yours.

If you don't like my one, that's fine

I wasn't going to give you a tour.

Being immature doesn't solve your problems

It'll just cause more

I have no idea how you'll solve them

But their yours down to the core

I have my days

Where I may seem weary

Then there are my if or mays

Where I mightn't seem so cherry

Now do you see?

We have separate situations

That is none of each other's business to be

As long as we stay out of it, it's a wonderful sensation.