Guarded

Chose to be heard

That should be the word

Spoken and preached to the herd

instead its all purred

Flicked and flowed in the past and onto a doze

Once a proud young bro

Broken and beaten by his own pose

Fighting for? only he knows

Fighting toe to toe

And whistling wisdom as he goes

Unknowing of what he knows 

Unseeing of what he sees

Unwilling to be who he be

Theres an elevator up over these trees

To put you up and put you at ease

Pleading and begging of you, please

Give it a chance, what comes with ease

Its is not a tease, just let go

Its hard at first , but then it flows

Types the words and on he goes

 Another night if unsolved woes