Mother taught me life's a tight rope, so I walked it like a pro to be a slave & keep the dough, had some laughs, all for show. Never really learned what love is, read the books & saw the movies too, alas it's not a muscle I ever use, if I did, it must've snapped in two. Born & raised by fear & resentment, now it's time to bake the pie. Told myself to stand down & pull back, no wonder there's no such person as I. It's different what's outside & inside, maybe some day it will be aligned. Life is not something to keep in hand, spend it wisely & open it wide.