::: The Life I Ride :::

It’s funny how time can fix the broken and break the right

Make things that were into weren’t into what is that that wasn’t, was

What you thought you figured, totally nosedived & the unexpected become reality

Make you believe what you once thought as impossible, possible & visa versa.

Things have changed to a point, I question my eyes

I pinch myself to make sure I know what I see

I now have a hard time being me

Who says me is the real me and that we are we

Are we who I thought we were

Are you who you say you are

Of course they are or are they

This is game I see us play from day to day

Like a turtle in fear I back my head in

Watching the world from a safe location

I analyze and can’t help myself

Placing the what was yesterday back on the shelf

How do you trust your eyes when they see the dead end

You reach and see it’s not so it was a lie your eyes did send

So who do you trust if not yourself, your eyes, your heart

Sounds like paranoia yet this the paint I see, my reality art

I continue from day to day to try to understand what is

Do my best to avoid what isn’t and what can’t

Watch everything I say in order to keep the peace

Let old dreams fade to the side & unrealistic hopes cease

Life isn’t easy we all can attest to that through experience

Some have it easier than others as a result of luck or hard work

I attempt to stay positive and let the experiences of life school me

Take all that I learn both positive and negative and reinvent me

So I step back and let be what is

Watch it unfold and pray for the best

Stay out of the way but monitor as best I can

For this like everything else will show me what to ban

This poem like my life is real deep for me and speaks so much

I want to understand it and go deeper under the inside

See what the problem is and learn how to fix it with a touch

Watch out for the wave of reality, the life I have, the life I ride