Critiquing my life
like a book on the shelf
Cutting through with a knife
exposing myself
Not a comfortable task
there are some chapters, I'd skip
I have been knocked on my ass
I have given some lip
But the gist of my story
not to make up excuses
Catalogued inventory
collected some bruises
Learned to laugh at myself
but stopped taking the shit
And then I gazed into hell
and said, "you can't make me quit"
I am tougher than you think
so, don't look so surprised
When I take what you dish,
lookin into your eyes
And then, made my come back
like Harrison Ford did, in Witness
Exposed all your crap
getting over the sickness
Settled into a rhythm
that suits who I am
to shine as bright as a prism
to my lyrical jam
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition
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