Go Go Go

 

 

I got places to go,

people to see,

things to do,

there´s no ¨stop¨

in me.

 

 I can´t see the future

but I know it´s there,

somewhere;

otherwise

what am I doing this for?

 

I don´t have time

to smell the roses.

What did they ever

do for me? Gotta keep

busy, got to get situated,

no time to say hello, goodbye…

¨the early bird catches the worm¨

and all the other cliches from hell

are plastered on my wall.