Poems Of The Third Order

Caught up

I've been braking the norm since day one

Bending and breaking what should be

I was naive

My head in the clouds

Then life told me to get the heck out

I lost my way

I lost my sanity

I lost my mother

But worst of all I lost my morality

I started stealing, arson, and assault

I started hanging out with the wrong crowd

And made friends out of delinquents

Mom, I'm so sorry

I've been awful evil

Pray the Lord, my soul, to take

Cause I ain't got no conscience

She knows that I've gone astray

I'll end up dead or locked away

But guess what I was taught today

The laws that we got ain't so hard to break

You'll need an anesthetic to get through that with me

Is your conscience heavy?

It doesn't have to be

Any impact I have will lack gravity

That's how I learned to laugh at any tragedy

Like an acrobat who doesn't let their feet

Touch the ground, that's an act of blasphemy

I've neglected every rule you've had for me

And now I got a massive rap sheet attached to me

I broke the mold when they casted me

Call me Bohemian

this is my Rhapsody...

And I know life has finally Caught up to me