Gone Till November
Reflecting back on my past, I think I'm better here
We've lost a lot of spirits, innocent lives taken every year
Yet, we are not the solution
They rather tear us down a bit, which leaves me in confusion
Let a young man work towards fulfilling his aspirations
There's so much work to do, that I've delayed all my vacations
I heard things circulating, if it's misread then it shouldn't wait
So I'll explain it, though I shouldn't have to annotate
I texted TJ saying, "I wrote about you on Ideas of Gold"
He didn't like what I said, we solved it, now the story is told
Not this much since George and I had it over Jenni
6 years later, we're like brothers and stay getting plenty
I'm not here to seem alone or break up happy homes
I'd rather have homewreckers at Moe's
Or at Paw Paw patch cleaning chicken bones
An alternative is Panamanian at George's second home
Where I'm served like family, and treated as if I do no wrong
My shyness has been slipping, I've been so aggressive lately
If I had to deal with me I would hate myself greatly
But before they didn't take me as serious
An introvert at best, my mind remains mysterious
So, take note of all things to remember
Spending time away from writing, I'll be gone till November
Copyright © Xavier Johnson | Year Posted 2016
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