If there is one thing I'm proud of
It is that I can create
I might not be the sharpest knife
But use me and you can relate

School was never easy for me
My parents hardly pushed
That was a good thing though
I've never succeeded when rushed

My brain works in odd ways
I make connections where others don't
The light at the end of the tunnel
Is where I move to when others won't

I tend to think low of myself
For good reasons sometimes
But I know I will come out ahead
For I remix the reason and the rhyme

I also look past things
Where others tend to grasp
Holding my shallow breath
With eyes on the true task

What does lay before me
I will never truly know
But I'm building my barricade
To the sky and it will show

For by the end of the end
When my body is done on this Earthly plane
My soul will live on forever
An old man who needs not a crutch, nor a cane