Each new day
I get to choose
My slice of life
my outlook and views
So today will it be a slice of fresh fruit
juicy and sweet
or a slice of pizza
a soft, gooey treat
How about a slice of cake
filled with sugar and spice
or a slice of warm bread
comfortingly nice
Or maybe today
I’m feeling beat
so it’s a slice of old cheese
smelling of feet
You may chose differently
and you may judge my choice
But my slice is my decision
and it’s always my voice
Know My Worth 