My First SS Verse...

Hope ya'll like it...

The Extra Mile

Athletes in marathons don't run an extra mile...
There's a finish line for them so it isn't worthwhile.
If only I knew where my ribbon was stretched...
I'd know how far I'm goin in life and wouldn't be so perplexed.
Elevating means going uphill, that's a harder road ta take...
The downward spiral's easier but at the end there's no brakes.
So my direction's upwards, wearin holes in the soles of my shoes...
Watchin the lucky drive by cuz for some it's easier ta do.
I've seen betta rhymes, but more importantly betta ways of life...
So I'm lookin for that extra mile to provide for baby and wife.
I'm too old ta think I'll 'make it' with these verses I spit...
So I'm stuck workin 8 ta 5, though I know it's not my niche.
Every day I feel some pain cuz I know I was meant for better...
I'm an artist inside, a writer, born to lay down letters.
But stupidity mis-directed me, traded college for semesters in jail...
I started my race at a snail's pace when I coulda enrolled in Yale.
But years have passed and the past is that, reflections with a smile...
But the grin that's within is melancholy cuz now I can't find my extra mile.

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