Pay Day

I feel alive.. I feel good
It's pay day and so I should
In lieu of my dreams and that I could
The only thing that withstood

Honors me some mild giggles
Getting through parts of the struggles
Solve some crazy mysterious riddles
In core were just wooden nickles

Make some moves across graphs
Memories and photographs
Ensure my people healthy laughs
In story of mine which goes by halves

Helps sooth the torturous pain
Removes that darkness stain
Fills my people's stomach with some grain
Makes me go over again