Thursday

[EtH]

My mission is to write my ambitions, but I rip it in pieces,
My CV almost as empty as my list of achievements,
No experience to gain experience, that’s just part of the job now,
My signature signed the school register, but my heart was a dropout,
Was an average student, just one in ninety nine of a hundred kids,
Never tried my best, I came across more Cs than Columbus did,
Never trying to make it, uninspired or lazy, where do I toe the line?
I never let green ticks and red crosses, start to control my life,
College leads to success in life, and I heard the lectures,
And despite a change in the tense, I never felt the pressure,
To find my path, I shoot in the dark; it’s just a practice shot,
I left my future behind without passing through, what a paradox,
Lady Luck blows no kisses; I’ve never felt her breath,
We line up like soldiers; our commander is a welfare check,
I coast with the beach, with no examples of either right or wrong,
Life is long when I’m signing on; this free money has the worst price of all,
I stand on the cliffs over a massive abyss, and circle the dark cave,
I’m up on a rock and this world is the hard place,
I abseil from excuses, ‘I can’t get a job’ or ‘If I kept my head down…’
But why can’t I pick myself up if I let myself down?
I wrap my palms on the rope, and make sure that I’m grabbing it well,
Cause if my grip slips from it, I know that I’ll be hanging myself.