Author Dana Redricks
August 21, 2014
I came from the bottom
Though I’m not at the top
I’m somewhere stuck in
The middle; my life is a riddle.
This days are so long; I try to
Stay strong, and manage on my own
Fiddle fadle my life is a battle.
People thought that I would stay at the bottom,
But my life is one step from the top;
I’m praying to God I don’t drop.
I started from the bottom; though
I’m not at the top; I want stop
Until I reach the top; it’s like pop-pop
I want stop until I reach the top.
It’s like fiddle-faddle trying to keep my
Head above water trying to paddle, and
Life’s trying to ride me like a saddle.