You are relevant &
Whatever you are,
you're a lovely one.
& you can do this.
You can survive the cranium-cracking blare of the alarm,
and you can slither into your clothes.
You can start your engine,
and drive in the still hours of the morning,
when any volume above 8 is still too loud,
and 5:30 is burned into the corneas of your bloodshot & baggy eyes.
You can get through that congo line of cars,
and you can do it without a single curse word.
You can step out bravely into the 40 degree morning,
and slap that burden onto your back.
You can inhale.
You can walk in those doors,
fresh like febreeze,
+ shaking knees.
Just don't forget to breathe.
They'll love you babe,
you're a superstar.
You didn't leave your shine at home… did you?
