Poetic Podcast Episode 12 Bop

I still remember the suit and Doc Martins, choker full of X’s, and a brand new mantra; Rebellion was tricky and full of temptation, doing my own thing alone with a mission; Peer pressure never really phased me I was violently loyal to my own ideology; I’m glad I met that straight edge kid back in high school; Finding a tribe that shared my firestorm; No drugs, no smoking, and no alcohol. Who knew others were my kind of crazy? I always thought that I was alone, ‘True til Death’ that lyric will never die, it became a sort of gospel to live by. Yes, I was clean when I was in college, as an adult that lifestyle’s harder to follow; I’m glad I met that straight edge kid back in high school; Now whenever I hit a difficult patch I don’t entertain any kind of crutch; Working through it let’s feelings fade I can handle this just like the next bang; As time goes by and the world gets heavy? I stay sober, I’ve been there already. I’m glad I met that straight edge kid back in high school.