Swirling in your mind is a problem
Gripping you with despair and agony
That claws your inner being
And all you do is act cool
Let me tell you something
That problem will only grow
And your cool
Will only be a small memory
Don't creep inside your purgatory
Release and fly on wings of diamond dust
Thats all I got to say
coiled in the thing called today
bouncing the thoughts and routines
stomach turning inside, outside, and sideways
But thats over now
The coil has straightend into a path that I can choose
I'm a senior now
What can I say?
All this time being in the back
Doing nothing due to the voice in the back of your head
The one that stops you from doing any thing
WHY!?!?!
To block the things that will make you become great
some fear is good, but being fearless is almost nothing
What I'm getting at is this
Do and Don't be stupid.
(Hey what can I say