My Future

Over a period of time

I think I overrated my score

I have been called

Everything from a child of god to a male whore

I use to watch the world begin

In end everyday from the entrance way of

My back door

In when it was all over with

Whom do I call to request more

My future looks dark but there is light coming from the floor

So I use to close my eyes

In let the warm heat surge through my pours

Its not a everyday situation now

But it use to be my chore

To stand in my entrance way

In feel my future slip through the floor