Monday, September 7, 2009

My Speed

The world is getting crazy
Or maybe it is already there
I'm trying to find my inner-soberness
So I don't have to light these awkward flares 

The rain was falling in buckets
Had to find higher ground or be washed away
Somehow I was fortunate enough to find shelter
This causeless mercy really has a way

Trying to stand straight while walking
Trying to keep my head up when I lay down
Trying to do my best when I don't really feel like it
Trying to understand how to walk on solid ground

I used to be bound to a woman
Who took her childhood out on me too much
We tried mostly but we were too young
When you're immature life can be doubly tough

I walked away out of survival
Sometimes it's hard to do what you must do
Can't live a lifetime choosing friends and rivals
You're useless if you can't first take care of you

I know that my mother loved me
But cancer came and ate her flesh away
Sometimes I still think I can feel her
But where she is now I can't really say

They told me 14-years-old was too young
But that was a fact and I had no choice
Talk about a hollow feeling
But many have had worse so I should temper my voice

Now everyday I'm trying to improve
Can't change the past but I can learn from it
I don't know what's around the corner next
But I don't want to moderate my speed even a little bit

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