Today is the first day of the rest of your life.
Fuckin cliché.
It goes like this:

Today is the first day of my life.
When  I could be dryin under sun
like a prune, unpromising
but juicy June.
I could be sweating Bacardi
under wet sheets
under palm trees.
I could be cryin,drink beer
with the moon,
you'd come soon,
child sleep in tent,
heart ready
for rent,
smoke exhaled.
I could be throwin
acrylic paint
ruin the house
wont it be nice.

it makes me angry
all the time
all the clichés
down the line
the riverline
the riverbed.

Worthwhile does are plenty.