Saturday, April 2, 2016

the Wire

Sometimes it's really so wrong from the start,
You just cannot make it fit.
Still you go on thinking you're strong
Til you get sick of it.

At which point, it's all up to you
Where to go on from here.
Or whether to pedal on back to it all
In light of a future unclear.

You may stand and steadfastly proclaim
"I sure know what's good for me!"
I've fought all the fights and stayed through the night
Even in uncertainty.

It's all the same from different sight.
They cannot contain the fire.
Feet locked down, don't leave town,
Just be careful on the wire.



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