I started out strong with a gleam in my eye
Thirty days? Hell yeah, let’s go do or die!
I put pen to paper pushing letters to sort
I looked around crazy, I giggled to snort
Then I found something I didn’t live any more
How can I write about circling vultures of negative lore?
I don’t think that way I tell you for shore (heh)
I’m afraid to look back that it might find me once more.
Then I had to prepare for a day long performance
It was a test of my will, of strength, and endurance
But I fell down with bruised bloodied knees
Magaly Guerrero forgave and reassured me
I set out with a gleam in my eye
Thirty days, Hell yeah! Let me give it a try.