Oh no oh no what shall I do
I can’t cook an egg or make a stew
My stomach is hungry the stores are closed
I don’t know what to do I’ve been exposed
I never learnt how to boil the water
To make spaghetti like I aughter
I can open a can if I can find
The opener I must be blind
I can call a friend to make some stuff
My God this is getting really tough
I can call for a pizza if the shop was open
Oh when oh when will it reopen
Mr google can guide me in trying to cook
The chance of that is like a house chinook
Oh dear oh dear what do I do
I want to bite and I want to chew
The dog food is looking better around now
Should I get down on the floor with the dog to chow
Desperation is reaching me at my neck
A cookbook I think it’s time to check
Aha a salad is easy as pie
I think that I will give it a try

Did you walk the dog
Did you make some tea
I don’t know what’s
Come over me
I don’t want to do it
I’d rather rest
Watch some TV
Not take a quest
I’m just feeling lazy
Want to stay in bed
Covers are pulled
Right over my head
I’m hiding from others
I’m hiding from self
I’d much rather be sitting
Upon a shelf
It’s easier to do nothing
Than get involved
I’d rather be hiding
And be absolved
But I do peep out
And what do I see
A friendly smile
Coming at me
Maybe it’s not so bad
Maybe I can give it a try
I think I’ll go out now
Oh well, bye bye

Oh my oh dear what should I do
I cannot find my other shoe
The time is getting later and
I need to take a firmer stand
On getting myself some discipline
I need to work on singleton
The voices in my head tell me
The way they think I need to be
But they are voices from the past
And it’s not so healthy if they last
First I thank them for their work
If I didn’t they’d know that I’m a ****
Then I tell them it’s ok
For them to take a rest and play
I can handle all my stuff
It really shouldn’t be so tough
It’s time an adult I must be
If I want to reach my joy and glee
Take charge of all the things I am
An authentic self and not a sham
So I pull up my boot straps and get right to it
Become more involved get healthy and fit
And clean up the place put things in order
Like I truly live here I’m not a border
Things have a place so find them I can
Become a responsible woman or man

Waiting waiting
We’re almost there
A time for fun
A time to share
All week we wait
Until we’re done
Watching the clock
Till we reach the home run
Counting down
Minute by minute
Working hard
So we don’t get the boot
Our coat is ready
Our cap we have on
We have been thinking
Our plans are drawn
There is something special
About Friday night
Our work is finished
And we feel alright
We hop in the car
Turn the music on
We dance in our seats
From dusk to dawn
And before you know it
Monday has come
We’re back in our chairs
Looking tired and glum

Step by step
One foot after the other
We walk our destiny
With sister and brother
We know not where
The journey will end
We plod on steadily
Try to ascend
We go to church
We say our prayers
We lead a life
Learn ours from theirs
Be good, do good
Be one we’re told
They force us all
Into a mold
We try our hardest
To do things right
We try and try
With all our might
Until one day
We wake to find
That we are caught
In our own bind
We reach for end
The prize to achieve
When instead we find
It’s time to leave
Hold on now to
Each step you make
It’s not the end
It’s the journey you take

I really want to help you
And I want to give my time
And yet when they are ready
Your ‘no show’ is your dream time
You really meant to do it
And something else just did come up
Your heart was in the right place
But your work had no back up
What does it mean to give your word
And do what you should do
What does it mean to follow up
And not say your adieu
Better to keep silent
Keep your promises to yourself
Then open up a window
And be found on hidden shelf
For promises once spoken
Should be followed through to end
And offering up your valued time
Is something to commend
So keep  up all your promises
So others know your true
Be honourable and capable
And always be the best of you

My day started out as normal as can be
There were things to do there were places I must be
I hurried out the door trying hard to keep the pace
Although I knew I couldn’t really keep up with this race
I had to sweep I had to cook I had to do my best
In one day there’s so much to do to keep  up with the rest
It’s just that sometimes I don’t want to do most anything
I sit and stare or play some games keep busy without doing a thing
And then by night the guilt kicks in and I look at my obligations
I look at all I could have done and I look to my relations
It’s ok to take a rest sometimes and leave some things to slide
It’s ok to rest in a comfort zone and in silence and peace abide
And then it’s time to pick up pace and rally to the call
For when truth is told we have to do and get right on the ball
I take and I receive with love I have to do my part
For in this untidy world of mine is where I have to start
To account for all I could have done and pride in what I accomplish
If I take an accounting of all I am it really would astonish
A daily accounting of all I am and all I hope to be
Gives me a chance to set my goals and a path I then can see