• for years
    it all was screaming in my head
    now it is time to lay that chapter to bed
    trains at night, and dim lit park swings
    it was something happening
    it was all of those things
    but you were mean
    flew under my radar
    never allow that to shatter the construct of who you are
    it all seems appealing, risky and fun
    but the self needs to be the battle that is always won
    words so captivating, ideals so unique
    but it is important, to care about what you think
    following behind you, like a stray dog who lost its way
    but that isn't happening again, no not today