It’s dark outside, I feel like it’s late
But It’s seven o’clock, I still have to wait
If not more, then at least after eight
Until I can relax and deflate.
I have such long and full days
Because of the bar I decided to raise
Still, at the view I find time to gaze
And choose to live a happy life, always.
When I’m calm my mind is a clean slate
There is nothing left to mess up my plate
It feels nice to free my mind and create
All my adventures I get to narrate.