Whenever I look at myself and wonder
how I got here or why I turned out this way,
it usually comes back to that time
I didn't steal the cement truck.
I wanted to do it so bad.
It was running and the driver's side door
was wide open. It would have been easy
and I stood there in the rain for 15 minutes
imagining it but I just couldn't do it.
What a funny reason to go to jail
that might have been.
I totally blew it.
No wonder I'm so lame.
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For me there were these two rocks and my friend jumped but I lost my nerve. Making that jump may have instilled the confidence in me to be light years ahead of where I am now. But I blew it. Even if I broke my leg it would have been the right thing to do.
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