Hard On

It's hard to get up some mornings knowin' ya don't have coffee and there ain't a damn thing ya can do about it 'cept go get some... It's hard to put on your running shoes at five am when you're outa coffee and ya know the stores don't open 'til nine and you're tired... It's hard to watch your daughter cut her arms because the boy that bought her the fifth of vodka and kissed her last night is on to the next thing... It's hard to explain to your son that drums and guns are accoutrements and not replacements for things like heart and soul and being... It's hard to shrink or expand into a mold whose curves and edges you didn't define but whose definition is the only one that allows ya to keep playin'... It's hard... when hardness loses its sanctity