Library Book

Someone told told me
Life wasn't owned to me
Treat it like a library book
Something you give back
Even if your not done
You can underline as much as You want
Write In the margins, about the That special someone
But you won't get it back once Your done

I was told I had hair like a lego Man
Is that part of God's master plan
I want to be a better man
I'll try again next week
But I'm still a weak man
I'm not a smoker anymore but I Still pick up and shake discarded Packs
Longing for one last taste of Freshness
I'm glad I don't have that camels Hump on my back
Like an unsocial butterfly
Getting spread too thin
Will I learn how to fly again?
Sugar Ray taught me there's no Real coming back
Even after Celebrity Big Brother
His time was gone
Just nostalgia views
For the playback

Someone told told me
Life wasn't owned to me
Treat it like a library book
Something you give back
Even if your not done
You can underline as much as You want
Write In the margins
About the that special someone
But you won't get it back once Your done

For old company
Will I spend my time here for all Eternity
Just listening to feedback
That's what my life is
Just background noise
In the Spotify que of play next

Someone told told me, life Wasn't owned to me
Treat it like a library book, Something you give back, even if your not done
You can underline as much as You want
Write In the margins, about the That special someone
But you Won't get it back once your Done