I wouldn't trip if you tied my shoe laces together

I can't even remember my last New Year's revolution,
now that I really think about it, i probably didn't even have one.

This year I've tripped over a few pavement cracks; had a couple of bruises and scars
but I've skipped over plenty more,

Instead of living against life, I'm carrying it in my bag wherever i go.

I've gotten through this first war and I'll hold my shield waiting for the next one and I know for sure,
my mothers watching from above; my every step of the way...





Your a rubbish tip, with sparkling broken pieces through out it and that's the only reason why you think you shine,
I threw you out and you were buried deep under the earths crust;
I walk all over you,
and i will forever.

This year my New Year resolution is nothing at the moment,
planning events is over-rated...

I'll live life as it comes...