Passed my accounting class and my business class! Now for my feelings over this break regarding tenacity :
My eyes are feelin tired but my heads feeilin wired and I see the night's still young.
But I know I'll pay if I carry on this way, but that's the same song I've always sung.
Pent up hard, going to rip asunder if I don't get out now and start to wonder.
Just take out the stash and take-off in a flash and leave everyone to ponder.
What's with this guy? I just saw him yesterday. He didn't look this way.
Didn't walk this way. Just wish he'd stay and lay on the ground.
Eyes faced down. Like a distraught clown. Like me. Then he'll see
what a marvel he's found.
I say nay. Don't carry on this way. When time is down it's time to play.
No stir nor sound, just embrace your day as you, and only you could.
Then you'll say, as only you would, today is good and tomorrow better.
Your eyes get wetter. You feel more hyper then an Irish setter. It's time to go.
Against friend or foe, out toward the wide round yonder. Your love as a bonder.
Your gaze ever fonder. Now go, go see what you'll find as you explore terrain and
with it your mind, and say "this view I dare not launder."
Now you stare outward, your mind at peace, and you know that stirring inside will never cease.
And so you walk on, tall and proud, with your voice ever so loud.
You shout; Today I'm not one of a crowd I'm me, for all the world to see, and today I lift my shroud.