It is You
I'm suspended, out of a job
I'm suspended out of my wife
Away from my kids
Away from my parents and friends
It's always the other
That makes me miserable.
Now I can say:
I'm suspended, out of myself
At this moment I look at myself:
There's plenty to make me a better place to live.
I've got friends
My parents want me
My kids love me
My wife chose me
I've got a job
It's up to me to make me.
June 5, 2011