nothing to do by: e.l.

So I took the time to write this piece opening my heart to an outer worldly realm. Riding the tide ten toes down storm swaying my ship tossing me from the helm. I dig in to stand up can't no rain hold my down the sea roars but it’s just the laughter of these clowns. Two steps ahead at least hearing the snears behind my back. Sweet on my brow weight in my pack but this time is just a snack. The meal is the accomplishments I'm a winner at heart properly trained and engaged in success I'm the best from the start. The thundering and flashing its nothing but a walk. While I'm moving and grooving you guys are all talk. All the same faculties are offered to me and you. But while I proceed to succeed with grit and grind you find nothing to do.