Sometimes I wake up in the morning and don't get any " good mornings " 

From any of the good people I call mine

But it's alright. The sun is shining out my window

And I feel just Fine. 

So I go about my day and encourage myself to stay woke

In regards to waking others up with news that really isn't new sh*t

But moreso daily reminders of the world we live in. 

Tragic isn't it?

But my love for what I have and what I do

Runs as deep as the world in which we don't.

And there's nothing I would trade all the lessons I have learned for 

For I have learned that everything is as everything does

And what everything is to me,

Is just that -

Everything.