Collaboration with Mike Hauser.
KICKING MYSELF Out of all the people why does it seem I’m the one that does the most harm to me The one that trips up my very step The one that always plays with my head I open my mouth and let everyone know And it follows I’ll reap what I sow As I stick my foot, once again, in my mouth Cram it in, until it gets stuck, further south If I'm the one that loves me the most Why is it me that does all the don'ts Why am I more frequently caught Saying I will while knowing I won't A smile grips my lips as I offer to help. More often becomes a vice, as I shuffle. They believe the dance for days and weeks, Then realize how rash I speak. If I'm to make it through another day Shouldn't it be me that brings about the change From the ups and downs of my ins and outs In all the hurt I bring about So I put on my bread and butter shoes Remove sinful straw from my head I embrace to do and dismiss the don’ts Cured, I climb out of my lackadaisical bed 8/16/2017 Collaboration Contest
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