Invisible Path
The day that you eliminate
The Invincible past
Is the same one that you illuminate
The invisible path
I don't put any Credence,
In the statistical chance
A difficult task
May or may not be completed
You can measure a man
By the mental hurdles
Stuck in his mind
He's convinced that he can't
Ever advance beyond
I think cementing your stance
Right there
Is just a rediculous plan
You have your suspicions You'll land
Flat on your face, good thing
Suspicions are for detectives
And i haven't seen anyone give you a badge
Copyright © John Conde | Year Posted 2019
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