The position I held before you blew me away
Im cyberspacing seeking on scooby snacks
ill never retract the images of when i saw you
your mind blown
your fingers cold
you were only a day old
Corpses are for suckers
I'm knee deep in smuckers
my brain reads overdrive
emancipate this ship of mine
some positions are full
heat been off for months at a time
i just have one request as a passenger sets
will you give me some time?
Time is easily wasted, but often regreted
What position will you pursue?
Life is a road of many paths
What you see in front of you may be reality
Fiction can even be the depiction if you not to sure
Plan ahead
thats what my mother said
but how do the know the road is less taken?
Will fall, fall on you?
That is the true question!