Free Flow

They say life is what you make it, in other words I choose,
I decided I wanted to win, but what happens when I lose.

Does it make sense, ever since the bills, life has become real, and its making me want to gamble, is that how I deal.

I'm telling you this for a reason, I haven't wrote a poem in years, over 30 years old, and still overcoming my fears.

You know what I did with my time, a College student first party, I wasted, but still my goals, I chased it.

The pace running, lets just say its not even close, but still my head is held high, and I will not go Ghost.

This feeling right now, is what I miss the Most, the type of inspiration, I enjoy to post.

Free Flow.