The Freshman

The Freshman

5/19/21

You Think I was a Beginner or a Rookie at this Game Called Life. I was a Freshman Twice. High School and Collage. But this Life has Me Cold and Tight. Now I Feel as a Rook on a Chess Set. Whether it is Love or Friendship. I Feel I have Lived in the Beginnings of Life. The Freshman. I'm Feeling as if I am a Romantic, but I'm Steady in a Dream. Having Nothing to Write Home About or Nothing has Changed in this Strange Life. My Visions are Clear and Even Scary at Times. Visions. If I were to Die Today or Tonight I will be in Line for Heavens Rollcall. This Rollercoaster or a Life has got Me Way to Stressed. The Rascal or the Monkey of the Situation Makes Me Wish I was Rogue or Dishonest with All Outsiders, but I'm Still Honest and Polite. I'm a Christian. A Roman Catholic. Love. Amor. Wishing to be a Mysterious Heroic. No Remains. Just Dancing in the Dark to Remain a Loner. A Person that Doesn't Need Much Light. The Rollcall or List that will be for Me and for a Few Others. Scary and Clear. Today and Tonight. I Wish Upon the Night to be Mysterious Again Till I Feel Good and Over Fright.

M.J.S.