farridac

Today I sit by the window and stare so blindly
pondering my fate will it be so kindly?
Will I be this rock n roll protege?
smothered in riches and models in neglege?
Or will is serve me something unkind?
lost hopes and failed aspirations
am I loosing my mind?
For now, relax and kick it throw back a few
My future will come a knockin that will be my cue
Instead of feeding myself frustration and sorrow
I smile to myself and say:
"There's always tommorrow"



* I just wrote this real quickly for a friend that's leaving San Diego to pursue the rockstar life.. The sad part is, he really thinks he can make. being delusional, he forgets that with over 6 billion people on this planet, that there are more than likely others (in the millions) that think the exact same thing. I bid him farewell and good luck.. The only smart thing in this whole situation, is that his girlfriend is staying behind cause she knows better. lol