Night Man

I drive passengers to the airport at 4 in the morning as my 'regular job'. I'm hoping to come with a couple of poems I could recite while driving, that would be 'safe'. This is my first stab at that. It's a little 'cuter' and more sing-song that I normally work, but it flowed that way.

I am the night man.

I knew years ago I couldn't be

Like everyone else I would see,

That the blinding light in my eyes

Couldn’t keep me awake, no matter how much I tried

And the cool cover of the night,

woke me and made me thrive.

I struggled through school, always so tired

Sturggled through jobs from which I was fired.

I just couldn’t get  sleep.
Something was wrong with me.

Then something happened that set me free.

I finally found my way

When I started sleeping during the day

So if you’re ever  told you must do things a certain way

And you’re just feeling like your days are nights

And your nights are days

Tell them to go away

You know yourself and you've got your own style

They’ll say you’re crazy,

Just give em a smile.

And say ‘crazy is the way to be’.

Tell them’ you be you

And I’ll be me.’