I'll Notice
REBECCA THOMAS STEVENS
How soon's too early to be grateful
For what it means to live
Not hungry til he comes to clear the table
And you're dismissed
You chose to do this so you'd understand
And finally see past your nose
You spit before your shoes were broken in
Not even close
Each day that spring is in full bloom
I'll notice
Each night that harbors a full moon
My pulse should know
How soon til you are finally able
To drop your guard and give
The more time wasted turning tables
The less there is
Your foes will learn that by ignoring you
The fear of you will quit
That guilt you push does nothing for you
But make you sick