Every day a man wakes up and every day a man has to pour himself a cup of coffee and take a long hard look in the mirror. And sometimes he doesn't like what he sees, sometimes what he sees makes him angry, sometimes what he sees makes him sad. Sometimes what he sees is himself, and that dissapointment gets in the air and rips at him little by little, piece by piece.
And sometimes you can just lay down, you can just play the game, you take take the cards that they deal ya, you can pretend it's all over.... BUT NOT ME!


Something like that .