My Everyday

I wake up, tossing my covers off and swinging my feet to the side of the bed. As i stand up, i stretch my arms and back, groaning like ive been asleep for years. In my red checkered boxers, i walk to my closet and pull out whatever looks good. I pull on a pair of khaki, cargo shorts. After i pull on a black tee, i smile at my babies. My sweet looking collection of sneakers. I pick out a pair of red and black Nike 2.0s and leave them loose so the laces hang high, too short to touch the ground. I roll a quick blunt and put it on my ear like a pencil. After i grab my lighter and my wallet, im out. I walk down my apartment steps and see a couple kids hassling a new tenant with their hood on, so i couldnt tell if they were a man or woman. Either way, i mind my own business. Let them be welcomed to the neighborhood. I walk outside and down the sidewalk, turning down the alleyway that connected to the basketball court. A couple of my friends are already sitting at the picnic bench, already on Cloud 9. I sat next to them, pulled out my blunt, lit, inhaled, held, then blew a little cloud of my own. We talked about how beautiful the sky looked when it was covered by our smoke. Not just ours. The industries. The Companies. They took advantage of our ignorance, but whatever. No worries. We only had two rules. Smoke Pot. Think Not. We laughed so hard, or stomachs hurt and we barely felt our throats. Time passed quick, and it was time for me to head back home before my old man had a fit. I flicked off my best friends and walked back up the steps to a beat i had in my head. I danced upstairs and opened the door. I didnt even make a second step before i was punched in my jaw so hard that i fell on my side. I wasnt high no more, i'll tell you that. My Pops was cussing me out for something new. Or something old. I couldnt hear through the sound of his fists beating me to a bloody pulp. I wonder what was on TV tonight. After he had his full, i got up and walked back to my room. I stripped nude like a penny whore and went to bed. This was my everyday.