Shootout

I'm trying to be patient but I be in a rush some time telling myself I must slow down from moving too fast acting like I'm the Flash in a mad dash life is a paper chase at times it's a paper weight like books on a shelf is a waste of words logic and knowledge tucked away turn the page to the chapter today it's new way to go about things not much of a daily routine starting over again back to scratch from square one the root of it all back to dust get it from the mud been enough rainfall for one and all to grab on to a drop pain pause it never stop it don't go away it only takes breaks then it wakes it aches I'm being chased by a spoonful of medicine I don't wanna take it smells bad I don't wanna taste it seems like a dream but it's the real thing not a fairytale set off in Wonderland one step ahead got the upper hand it all happens too fast to take it slow it forms a wave and spirals out of control it has a hold and won't let go the struggle tightens the cuffs like a fugitive from justice no plan on giving up guess I'll run until I self destruct