They recruited me onto the team because I was a "rollerblader" aggressive inline skater. the team got me all the hockey gear for me, it was all stolen. which i think was cool.
i remember going to one of the 3 denny's in bradenton. i had some serious conversations in those buildings. two of them are gone now. pity.
i remember scoring my first winning goal in a game. ima hero.
and now i think about not being able to drink every day.
i'm having dreams every night where i have to shoot someone to save my life but the gun jams, every time.
i'm thinking i'm gonna move once i finish my ATL training .
and i got high, and i lost faith in a melody, written for a girl when i had nothing left to hide and so i cried because i'm missing you, i'm missing florida, it.s a long way back from california.
i dont want to be "well" i just want to not hate who i am.
i need to meet a nice girl.(irony)