Avoid The Cliché

All day 

As I sip on my café mocha

I avoid the cliché 

Sorta 

Going back to my roots 

And forward to disorders 

To future to present 

Plentiful fruit

I'm gonna stop my tears

I'm gonna conquer my fears

I'm gonna quell all disasters

And not worry about my persona

"Do you" Is what I say 

So I finally will

That be ill 

And sick

Fresh to death

You can't handle it

I'm a one stop candy shop

With a lollipop to break your jaw

And feed the needy

Yes indeed

Wrap your mouth

Wrap your mind around

What you can not see

I manifest destiny and detest those who sleep and rest while the world is at war....

And coalesce the best of nothing to protest

The freedom fighter while you are wearing furs galore.

I'm a warrior!

I avoid the cliché all day

In every block 

And in every city

No way 

Out of the box

Trapped for years inside

But I have opened the seal

And the river's divide

I'm sorry to those I hurt

Only telling its time 

To avoid the cliché 

Anyways