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