Another wasted daydream
Forty thousand's pay scheme
Take the 'car to the new job
Same 'ol boss— a big fat slob
I'd rather have you pay me
To spray paint my poetry
Across the bay
Save me, won’t you foggy days
Bike on up to the Golden Gate,
Catch some rays, escape.
Another wasted math class
Teacher's great & I will pass
Summer session goes by too fast
To comprehend this logarithmic crap
Wish I got paid to write & smile
Stay awhile
Till my flight takes me away
Bike on up to the Golden Gate,
Catch some rays, escape.
I never thought I'd be...
Thirty Thousand miles from where I—
Shoveled snow for free.
Look around and try to find some-
Thing for me to be
A new definition of myself which will help me—
To breathe free
I'd rather not have to work for another's pay ever again!
I think I'll keep on writing.
Explaining myself with words helps me &-
Keeps me exited.
All though as of now it is only an
Avocation.
I still gotta bus & clear for me to
earn my vacation
But someday soon, my visions swoon,
My daydreams croon
My desires take me away
Bike on up to the Golden Gate,
Catch some rays, escape.