Still my own worst enemy
seems everyone’s ahead’a me
the dilemma be, this energy
could be used to better me —
Than get the better of me
everything is lovely
above me, the love he
gives, lives & IS
what drug me
to see what IS
this funny
feelin’? the meanin’? to be
a human bein’?
to be,
or not to be?
I’m not who you thought I’d be
I forgot that I’ve got I.D.
just in case St. Peter’s cardin’
to get in
it’s a V.I.P. affair
aware there
may be a charge when
I enter, my center
has been sent back to sender
with postage partially paid
and partially due
this is partially made, up
and partially true
the part where we knew
that things fall apart start anew
a few
times broken, my heart is
a few
rhymes spoken, the artist
formally known as
normally home alone has
it’s advantages
but the disadvantages?
the present’s a gift, like Santa gives
So enjoy, before it vanishes
look at life like your grandma is
time to unwrap those bandages
that expose roads & manages
to find shortcuts
but It’s just warm-ups
to paths less traveled
on behalf of halves baffled
why your glass is best half-filled
so drink it
I think it’s
better than at a stand still
the clock’s hands will
span ‘til man’s through
& threw into a human landfill
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