Monday, 18 October 2010

Secure

I've had enough of mucking 'bout
Wasting my time like a street tout
When there are priorities to face
My time so far has gone to waste

I tried to place the nice guy card
And so far blows have been dealt hard
Thrown in my face with no returns
Invested effort, time, all burned

So rather than dwell in regret
I shall now proceed to forget
And focus on me and my path
Calculate my plans, just like math

So back into my mind, retreat
With my pride, though not a defeat
Knowing now I'm out of the heat
My heart's still secure, safe, complete

Copyright © 2010 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)

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