Tied my laces,
To change places,
Or change paces,
Have no car,
For the races.
Hit a tree,
With my truck,
Have our lives,
Thanks to luck,
I dont get it,
What the fuck?
Why the chances,
Why the stances,
Dont even know the dances,
Keeping track of the stats and,
Forgetting what has happened,
Can you even call this rappin?
But thanks alot,
Ill stay on top of,
the bad habits that I really need to stop,
Find a better way to be,
So I dont totally flop this.
I apologize for the times I failed,
Flailed my arms and whaled,
as I turned around and tucked my tail,
Theres no excuse for winding up in jail,
After 7 hours drinking then driving veiled,
It would only be my fault if we had been killed.
Now I can only move towards,
Simpler ways to move forward,
Using more than just four words,
To get my thoughts out and soar or,
Do more than just squander
The only life I can ponder.
Im trying to get back on track,
Before my life gets out of wack,
Gotta learn to attack,
All the issues at hand,
Not the bottle I cant handle,
But this life that we’re all in.
Get serious and just fall in,
Find the sin within to get rid,
Do whats right and just fit with,
Any person or place,
That come across as you chace,
To be one with the world and live in its space.
NV. – writen on April 24th, 2018 started @ 1:45 p.m. finished @ 2:58 p.m.
Shaved my…roughly 2 inch long mustache off today in light on needing some change in my life, I shall grow it back out this fall or late summer for any wondering. There was a picture of me up at an earlier point, but a face isnt necessary for a blog, with all that said…this is the result. Thank you for reading and any other forms of interaction had here, hope you enjoy and be sure to check out the others as well, share a thought if you aren’t afraid. Toodles. – SF.