The Opportunist

It seems I've been given an infinity gambit of second chances.

To get it right, but groundhog day keeps changing.

Stay with me, the day can save me.

The sheep that is me can't stay,

I always stray.

The Sun is shining down,

the negative world I lived is

doomed. And I fall back 

on good energy, and remove the minus in my thoughts, until positively

back in the perfect peace that seems

to last. Until the human overcast.

In my cerebrum it all makes sense.

Suddenly it's all for me.

All my former demons are dead.

I'm alive instead, here it is, I'll seize it!

I'm the opportunist. 

I'll seize the day!

The perfect plan.