Too Late

Mike 1o1.

Tomorrow I don't care if I awake

I know when I've had all I can take

All the miles I have walked and stubbed my toe

And my personal growth will no longer grow

Now when I am challenged I am no longer nice

The bread that I eat has now doubled in price

At least I'm not tortured way down deep in my soul

And now day to day I have so little control

At least I don't pay alimony to an ex wife

And I have 2 beautiful dogs who are the loves of my life.

  • Author: Mike 1o1. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 29th, 2022 23:02
  • Category: Unclassified
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