Riding down the road with rage;
so impatient, you go from lane to lane;
until finally, that **** pulls out in front of you.
You are the cool guy;
so, you take the free-way down interstate 24;
Before long that 18-wheeler comes rolling;
I will pass that trucker;
and he will go nowhere.
But the lanes are filled;
a tire blows, and boom I end up
in the center street,
breaking the barriers that meet
two separate sides of the highway.
Does this remind us of our life?
We can handle the good and perfect;
but when the imperfect try us;
we just want to break down these walls.