My Life

You know I like to go my own way.

I'm not being led astray.

It's just hard to obey

The rules you set for the day.

I'm just tired of asking Mother may.

College will be hard and I'll try not to play.

I won't be falling prey.

Do you hear what I say?

You said you would pray.

So, I think it'll be a dang good day.

I guess what I'm trying to portray

is Hey, It's My life and it's pretty okay!

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RandallC

For my parents.

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