It must be in my DNA,
Swimming in my blood,
To always speak the truth and not
do something less than good.
It must be in my DNA,
Swimming in my blood,
To always speak the truth and not
do something less than good.
Wit so sharp it’s cutting,
A brain so sharp, awake,
A pain so sharp it cuts your heart,
And causes it to break.
Life can throw things in your path,
Often at hectic pace,
To rip your heart out with your soul,
And leave a cold, cold-space…
The greatest feeling,
Though not sure why,
When I say hello,
And they say hi…
When times are tough
and you begin,
To question things,
excuses thin,
Remember where it
all began,
And then turn the page
a stronger man…
My dream to be a writer,
Is not going all that well,
The stuff I write is often poor
and would never really sell…
Dealing with disappointment,
When your feeling like you’re beat,
Your soul’s destroyed, a heavy heart,
Will knock you off your feet.
Hidden from all seeing eyes,
A tunnel, where we hide,
To get around all out of site,
And then to sneak inside…
I feel just like a cactus,
As nobody comes near,
I’m prickly and I look odd,
My spiky-ness, it causes fear.