I hate it when I demoralize
I hate it when I make fun

I hate it when I pierce with cold
I hate it when I automatically scold

I hate it when I debase
I hate it when I have debauchery

I hate it when I lord my race
I hate it when I presume
I hate it when I say afterwards it was neat

I think I'm dumb
want to hang out on clouds

My heart is broke
and I have some glue

I love it when things fall apart
where I thought it was new
and then I was right
because of the truth

I don't want to be a burden
boredom is one that no one should bear

I think this state is where
where He saved me
and if I could break out
I would use it
just like I did leaving the Navy

He leads me along the right path
though non existent by sight-
through the valley of the shadow of death

There are quiet waters
and ripe pastures

I have a table in front of my enemies
and I may speak with them at the gate
and even beyond that have peace

Sometimes He leads me into money
or prosperity
even as a mast

sometimes this is after I have given my all
and it seems like without fullness
the night season ended too fast
and I come unto a ravine

And then after there is an abundance
after having already been enough
He comes back
and leads me again
with the very things I acquired
though it is a straight and narrow path

Sometimes I laugh
and sometimes I cry

sometimes I say hello
and sometimes I say goodbye

It seems very often
that all around me is only a lay over
unto getting the math

I hate it when in the in-between times
I fall into things
and feel like a sap

There is a song
I remember
about the door

it goes
light the candle
everything alright
say light the candle everything alright

I hate it when I say or think the wrong thing
I hate it when I feel awkward
and or like I am the missing link

*song mentioned “Shut de’ do,’ keep out de’ devil”