Put on my shoes (put on my socks first) grab my brand new hat and find my way. I'm tired of feeling like I don't know anyone. Tired of being the guy that has no fun but Im not the only one. We're in the top of the ninth and guess who's up? I guess it's up to me. Sometimes its hard to run from doubt. Id feel like hell if I struck out but Im not the only one. Somtimes I see the world like a fish through a zip-loc baggy in the hands of a six year-old parading in the sun. Sometimes it seems as if the world is out to destroy me. I am a victim but Im not the only one