So....

I haven't creatively written in a while so I thought, "Why not put something up for the few people who read my blog?". So I came up with this, right now umm...

New changes,
new places,
new faces,
None that I have seen, in the places in between, in between my mind.
In my mind I find that I'm in a place really fine, because I know it's finally going no where.
What is life to live if you never live your life cause your to worried about life to live.

Go ahead,
be dead,
be red on the streets,
cause I rather be safe from the thief on the streets then live,
a life worth living cause the life you live really isn't living.
You just play the odds, just to be odd, always a poor slob, have you ever had job?
No thanks, I won't thank,
you for a life that exist just to scrape by, you're seen as a nobody from the common eye.

I really do care,
let the people stare,
there only gonna stare,
cause the people don't dare.
They never dare, to be me, to know the streets, to know the feeling of dirt on there feet.
Which to me is sad, because there looking at the life they never had.

Copyright Jacob Bowers 2009