just got back from a trip to idaho. glad to be home but had fun exploring the unknown. wrote this poem/song on the way home.

moldy

i'm stuck in my own paradise

and this pair of dice doesn't promise me much

but i like taking risks

i put all my life on the line

with out knowing where the line was drawn

i crossed it like a t

and locked my life in a box and lost the key

i look up at the stars

all they've been, all they are

and all we expect them to be

failure hurts but failure works

the pain motivates progression

i'm a moldy piece of cheese

that stinks at life and is just getting worse

eat me please