Opporitunity

Luck is when preparation meets opportunity,

And when that bastard never knocked

I shouted at him through the window.

Formed in a community,

Same one that disowned me when I didn’t fit their mold,

instead I made my own.

My path isn't the road less traveled,

It’s the wild path

Unknown.

I paved it with a pen

And inked these pages with my soul.

Baptized in desperation,

Born in each rejection,

Growing with every expression,

And now that I have its attention,

Let me clarify my intention,

I will not let this pass me by,

I’ll grab it by the balls

And ride.