Give It Your Best Shot

I’m just a lost boy in the streets of Los Angeles…I am upset because I don’t get life and the purpose of it…then, I noticed that I lived for my family, friends and the Lord, Who looks after me from day in to night out…He forgives me for all of the decisions I’ve made that are horrible, confusing and absurd I don’t mind what goes around comes back around these days I have seen things that are unseen by others – I hear your silent okay’s I work better when I am alone rather than with people who don’t feel an ounce of my pain and pleasure that I’ve felt on Earth…which is a sweet and salty allegory You played me on repeat…I thought you would pause me and forget about me for hours on end, but you did the opposite and listened to my side of my bizarre story My mind is as speedy as the mountain zephyrs on a flight or fight zone My spirit is wandering out of remorseful vexation of being all alone My soul is shaking like a leaf on the last day of autumn as I prepare to fall To meet my demise at the end of the day, hoping you would understand Where I stand in the name of love from above – slowly getting on the ball My mind is like a sympathy symphony in the wilderness My spirit is like the clouds of shrouds from above and below My heart is as courageous and compassionate as the soldiers on the strange war arena And you don’t hear the seconds tick on by these days– In dire want of your thrust of confidence, so that I can give it my all without a flaw The stitches in my unwavering heart is splitting me apart from dusk to dawn You changed me for the better; believe me– I will be your shoulder to lean on Inscribed in all of your inevitable invisibility and invincibility Don’t give in to the give-up mentality and truly face your reality Remember to give it your best shot To untie yourself from life’s knot I know I need to act my age through thick and thin There’s still a lot of happiness in store to engage in It is hard to set a good example by the look of things…but we are in good hands When will you be done with your shady shenanigans? When will you rise above the world’s demands? Maybe I could turn you around – what goes around comes back around Are you on the road of paradise or are you still home-bound?