How can they say they will ever forget,
A life so full of regret?
What do they know?
No one knows better than me.
Who could misplace me,
When I never been anyplace but lost?
I bare my Cross,
that no one built but me.
Who can account for the time,
And the designs that cost.
I can't help but myself. I never could.
If I had it my way, I'd be good, Understood.

Life can be vicious no matter-
Your wishes or hopes may be.
You can pray on bended knee.
Trust in yourself if God seems to be,
Playing a better hand somewhere else.
You will never be alone.
He will show you the way.

I feel so foolish, all I learned in school is
Is to run away. "Tomorrow's another day."
My Father would say.
© Shoveleaner a.k.a. Genghis Blonde