ex-marionette
i could say it was you who is to blame and get on my high horse and ride away
but you wouldn’t buy it, you are familiar with this game, your look said it all
so when i’ve used all the excuses and they don’t even sound plausible to me
alone with my self and reality comes crashing down…………… i see a marionette gyrating to strings being pulled by fear
they can recalibrate measuring devices to make them more accurate
God is the technician needed to do the same for me
you see i may brush off any responsibility for my actions with you or others
but alone, still, and quiet………..the truth comes crashing in like waves on a beach
i can no longer lie to me……………………….the drink lied to me, drugs lied to me, i use to lie to me…………………but even in sobriety 101, that crap won’t flush
can’t be honest with your self, can’t stay sober
so they tell me it’s part of the cycle of progression
when what i do doesn’t set right with me and there is no one to blame and i wasn’t looking for them……………………..i am growing up
frustrating to be learning these things this far into the journey, grateful to be learning them at all
i forget my schedule is obsolete, incomplete and not sustainable
when I am not good enough for me……………………….i change