Before he goes, glued lines to paper in hopes of warning others from being confused, unamused with current situations however impatient in application
Forever waiting for helping hands even after burning every bridge walked and friendly friend talks but feeling stuck easier to baulk
Self discipline missing and it’s tiring saying I’ll change after a super special mission thus far missing fence riding position
Before he goes some good sleep might help, time to reflect on others most importantly on self as it’s the only way to recognize wealth, glued lines on paper.
