Snap back like a bowstring
Ringing in my ears
Kinked-up as an old phone cord
Fingerpainting smears
Sit up straight and notice
All the crackling and pops
Wake up and smell the coffee
Order life on the rocks
I'd hold that thought a moment
If it didn't scald and burn
Drop the ball into the street
We live but we don't learn
The ropes experience taut
Stretched and frayed I'm praying
This doesn't make me snap
Opportunity or challenge
Both might be a trap
Inspired to climb higher
Winding up the twisted stairs
One flight at a time, no mind
I only work in pairs
Dizzying motivation high
That brought me back to earth
Reality is spinning out
Now was rebellion worth
All the endless wars I fought?
Therefore,
Schmitty
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