Win
That's what I need to do
Even when the sky ain't blue
Ill be out here trying to win
Even if sometimes I have to sin
Maybe my mother wont like it
One day I'll have to write it
One day I will be a winner
Ill be up all winter
But I wont waste Summer
I don't want to
I need to
You cant stop me
You cant slow me down either
In a world of a lot of damn
Ill be a beaver
Till I see the Grim Reaper
This poem is about:
Me