Wow, a life of drugs and abuse to your body in the name of
rock and roll and you die because of shoulder surgery. Smoke every day until
you’re a hundred and break a hip then die from complications. Years of tempting
fate, jumping from planes, off buildings, picking fights constantly with the
wrong people then die naturally in your sleep. Everything is random and you
can't predict anything, especially death. You can keep going to bed every night
telling yourself tomorrow will be a new day but truthfully you don’t know that.
You’ve got to start living the second you’re born! How long can you spend in
school or in training working towards a goal? How much effort do you put
towards achieving that goal in the moment? How much do you worry about what
other people think and whether or not you are wrong? Are you even working
towards what you want? What if this is the only shot you have and you’re
wasting it? I’ve spent too much time trying to figure out something I already
know at the expense of other people’s opinions. **** money, **** opinions, and
**** expectations. When I die I want to have lived and not have spent a life
time going to school, preparing, getting enough money for or working towards
something. I’m going to have actually done it without question. I'm going to
jump right into it and if I fail at least I gave it a shot and as long as I’m
breathing I’ll give it another. I'm sick of waiting, I'm sick of listening, and
I'm sick of TRYING to impress those who can’t be and will not be. I may not be
good enough for you or live up to your expectations but I'm going to be good
enough for MYSELF and live up to MY expectations and I’m going to do it MY way.
If you can’t be happy with that and leave it alone go ahead and write yourself
out of my life right here and now! Better get out of my way if you’re going to
just stand there, might knock you over when I’m passing by...