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Attorney


Memories keep flooding from my past

they remind me of what I use to have

an unforgiving father 

and a mother who cared

they both used attorneys to advocate for their share

attorneys, attorneys

such a pain and blessing 

one day you're helping 

The next destroying

but being an attorney can't be so bad

this is the job I wish I can have

to be an attorney and those in need

to never look back and fulfill my dream

to be an attorney would be just grand

I could change peoples lives and lend a hand 

but opportunities will fly by and I will decline

because I'll just say

 I'm going to be an attorney some day! 

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