Reckless Caution
It’s hard to maintain your composure
And live righteously among the wolves
Sometimes I feel as though I smell like fresh blood
And the sharks are looking to get me if they could
Ah; that’s a bit much
But the awareness of my vulnerability doesn’t seem to lift
My headaches are getting worse and my stress seems to shift
I handle it though;
As though someone’s thrown me the ball to run with
That has no one to pass it along to
But I miss those days
When I could take turns with the games we played
Like monkey in the middle and hot potato!
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