I’ve been saying it for years…”things can’t go on this way”. Most of the time, it applied to me personally- can’t go on with this abusive husband, this negligent landlord, this $6.00 an hour job….etc. etc. etc. Each time, each stumbling block, with pain and material loss, I broke free. There is little to lose now, except… the future. The straw that broke the camels back was stuffed in the load long,long ago! Since then, the straw has just been piled up for some opportunist to make more straw men(and women)! I’m done. And I’m IN! from one of my first compositions….
there have been many times that I fought for my freedom
but there’ve been many more that I forfeited for love
and I think of the times my stupidity has saved me
I wonder what will save me this time