It’s awful hard to raise a man to stand upright
The world don’t like the rough edges I’ve earned
Wanting me to bend but I ain’t made that way
Won’t set that bad example for a young man to learn
Lord knows I tried to make him see the reason
I guess it ain’t so bad caring about what’s right
Wasted time teaching him not to be me
All he really needed was when and why to fight
Being tough ain’t just about throwing hands
Fighting means standing up to wrong
More often than not people will talk
Then you’ll find yourself all alone
Experience teaches you when you should
Never fight without a need
Don’t worry about what the world thinks
Knowing you’re right is what you heed
Though it’s tougher than talking about it
It’s as simple as an ole guitar player strummin’
Playing the chords and bringing the truth
Just know you’re right and keep on coming
JBentley-21June2024
- Author: JBentley (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 23rd, 2024 09:40
- Category: Unclassified
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