I'm bullet-proof,
nothing to lose
fire away, fire away
ricochet, you take your aim
fire away, fire away
You know how the superheroes have the awesome ability to
knock down the enemy with just a single shot, while the enemy needs like a
gazillion bullets just to make the hero scared? Sometimes I wish I were bullet
proof. I wish that no matter how you shoot I could just turn away and walk with
victory music playing behind me. I wish that you’d always miss your shot and
that no matter what you wouldn’t hit me.
I’ve always wondered about those who made those life
changing choices. How do you decide that specific moment when you give up all
that you have in search of something new? There are those who do it at 20, 40,
even 70. I can’t get the courage to do so no matter how hard I try. If only I
had nothing to lose. But if there were that guarantee, it wouldn’t really be
the same now would it? We all take risks, no matter what we do.
So all I’m resorted to do is to let you fire away as much as
you please. Hold down my fort hoping that the storm will pass, or that light
will bring me to where I should be. Sometimes I wonder if the rainbow will ever
come, I wonder if there is salvation for me and my extremities. I watch as some
of those bullets ricochet across the linoleum and I watch as they make their
mark on the wall I’ve worked so hard to build. Now here I am writing, as you
fire away.
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