My lethal weapon
I chose not to love blindly
So I can lead my way back
I chose not to desire wildly
So I don’t lose track
It’s not that I’m cold hearted
I don’t intend to look prude
Neither Am I enchanted
With appearing vigilant an shrewd
I’m just skillful in life
A very crafty player
I learn the tricks fast
I manipulate I acquire
Yes. I did learn the hard way..
A long process of pain and gain.
I admit to scandalous moments That I don’t admire
But I learned and prospered
I matured immensely to the best of my ability
I learned the skills fast
To live with strength and dignity
I can choose when to be a lamb
Or when to pounce like a leopard
I can dance with the wolves
I can herd with the shepherd
But I consent to be harmless, only by choice
Yet, my brain remains a lethal weapon
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