If my mind is where my thoughts are kept
Then the gutters where my thoughts get swept
Down the drain beneath my feet
Blatant, yet discrete
I push forth, though I go without
To me it’s all been one big drought
It’s still all I ever think about
Yet it eludes me all the same
I hope to one day settle down
To be happy when I look around
Feet firmly planted on the ground
Not feeling any shame
I’m not sure of what’s in store for me
But I’ll be ready when I need to be
It’s not as easy as one, two, three
But I guess I can’t complain
I’ll look for opportunities
For things they’ve done for centuries
I’ll re-organize my priorities
Whether in sunshine or in rain
I’ll put my savings in a trust
To do everything I must
To be taken serious
Not for riches or for fame
It’s the person that I want to be
The person staring back at me
By avoiding a catastrophe
And breaking free from chains
It’s the vision I see for myself
The picture of perfect health
I’ll play the hand that I was dealt
And finish out the game