Me in a nutshell: Just a Little Off by NahilaCsemaJ I never knew where I was going when I was eighteen And now I am 47 and still cannot find my road. Oh, I know I have missed the turn many o’ times. Yet I still keep looking for direction as I drift down the line. I can look upon this life I lead as a fable. I can pretend that all is not lost. Though, from my beginning my directions were fraught. As if my guidance was coming from that of a slingshot. I am not so naïve to censure the people in my rears. Yes, some may have steered me wrong. But unlike the bull I was not yoked. There have been those in which my passions were evoked. But like a man in the cold needs more than kindling to keep a fire stoked. My attention span is easily broke as my wandering easily awoke. But lest not be narrow minded and not look at the truth. 47 is not 22.
Posted on: Mon, 24 Jun 2013 22:02:57 +0000