Wendigo

12/6/22 Let it snow Worldwide not just in Mexico No matter if it's one hundred or ten below Always set to go Ready to shred a foe From head to toe She thought she did but she would never know Because the thought didn't ever rose Still a mystery like the Wendigo It's no fault in the genetic code Losing my own mind No it's not going fine Always playing both sides Yet behind closed doors It's another story for those that want to know more Remaining so poor Very little if anything to show for At that rate will not survive a snowstorm Too often caught in crossfire Still a lot of liars All this B.S. makes me dog tired From it all I lost desire Still a lot of disrespect On purpose I talk less Staying on a trek It doesn't matter if I overdrank and never got rest Zero time for stopping even when I feel not the best They think it's devilish or god sent Always turning it into a contest Or drawn out process Still a ringing in my inner ear It all isn't crystal clear At times I had to step in and interfere The navigator of the wheel I grip and steer A sudden shift of gears So that it became different here I won't stand for people that cause others to live in fear Already did what very few could Heart, soul and spirit too good From afar all these fools stood Just like I knew you would