counting days

When you have a hot cup in the morning

Think the sugar rush is boring

Eyes are peering out the window everyday

Are you taking daylight from the drive thru

Burning sunshine nine to five

And like to crack a couple cold ones on the way?

Are you counting down the days to better days

And hope that somewhere on the way the noisy noise of boys will go away?

And is that a lot to have to mind or are you so adieu or die

You want a better way to weather every other day?

Would you take the carrots from my vision