Kind of refined and added to this one as my mood was identical to when I wrote it originally.

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Wish me luck, I'll probably need it.
I've got to root this thing and feed it.
I'm lost in the muck and if I take two more steps
I'll be two steps forward and closer to death

I tell my self it sucks but I pick myself up
standing tall again every day from dawn to dusk
I tell my self it sucks but you must
walk it straight cause crooked is bust.

All I do is smoke a little herb
get online and write a little blurb
I spend my moments looking for lust
instead met by a system unjust

They want to put me away in a cage
I want to go on and turn the next page
They want to keep me from my next phase
I say **** you too I don't really wanna play

i'm leaving this game cloaked against bad others
no one knows my pain but me and my brothers
not any more, I know you know its not about clothes
its about family, keeping your glow and learning your woes

black as a crow and white as the snow
a penguin I am, steady when cold wind blows
a beacon ignited but still no one knows
i'm born naturally strong against the river flow

The man upstairs knows how hard I've tried
how hard I've pried upon lying eyes
and still established order won't attend
so it's established order's rules I'll bend

I can't amount the craft of continuance
still I ponder over a pack of parliaments
you can send pain and toss in some rain, friend
but remember, like rain, I'll be around and back again

wow...

Nice write!

Thanks, I appreciate it..