Before I Part

I heard it on the speakers,

late last night. 

Must we always,

do what were told?

Light a fire to lead the way. 

I boarded up the windows,

of my house. 

So I can complete,

something worth doing. 

We’re all growing old. 

Time is running out. 

To think that everyone,

must die,

and we all want,

to be something that matters. 

Searching for a former clarity. 

To be what’s worth while. 

To think all roads come,

to an end. 

Then we climb the ladder.

I need to be better.

I need to live better. 

To be all that I can be,

and live within the laughter. 

I’ll find my way before I part.

Remember me