I was always moving around,
a step that stops isn't
meant to be moving anymore.
Well I'm always being told.
So I carry on walking.
But in my line of
work, I'm on the road
more often than I'm not.
And some times I'm
in places just mere hours.
Could I stay, would I
want to ever settle down,
don't know really, I sigh.
If I were to quit
my day job, I laugh..
Go on as you mean
to, tread faster than
the foot behind you.
I'm always on my toes,
A trail of breadcrumbs.
That's all I leave them.
Wish you were here's,
wrote in blooded pride.
Silent but deadly, leaving odours.
A new man walks in pride..
May 1, 2020
May 1, 2020 at 6:19 PM UTC
I was always moving around,
a step that stops isn't
meant to be moving anymore.
Well I'm always being told.
So I carry on walking.
But in my line of
work, I'm on the road
more often than I'm not.
And some times I'm
in places just mere hours.
Could I stay, would I
want to ever settle down,
don't know really, I sigh.
If I were to quit
my day job, I laugh..
Go on as you mean
to, tread faster than
the foot behind you.
I'm always on my toes,
A trail of breadcrumbs.
That's all I leave them.
Wish you were here's,
wrote in blooded pride.
Silent but deadly, leaving odours.
A new man walks in pride..
