Value

As I went to sit on the grass
Looked to where the moon meets the sky
As I took a sip on my glass
Have always hated Sunday I wonder why

As I listened to the beating of my heart
When was the last I felt some hope ?
Another story in my life that will start
Do I get to wash it with a soap?

All alone in this crowded earth
Wondering why all of this is so blur
Is this race really a worth?
Can be worthy as my cat’s fur

I’d rather not give it up
To never fight was never me
I know this is all just a set up
For they saw my worth like a tree