Jokrmein

I wrote you a Ballad.

Oh listen my friends

as I tell you the Tale

Of a hard working man

who never will fail

He works fourty hours

and lives in his truck

but the man in this song

isn't down on his luck

He sleeps down at Kohls

When the sun goes down

eats what he can

but never will frown

living his life

as free as a bird

The man and his truck

Living as he would perfered

Now the story is closing

but don't feel sad

As the man lies down

on his carpet pad.

He made his own way

through his own life

The sweat and the blood

The tears and the strife.

I never thought you'd actually see this. I've got a grin from ear to ear for so many reasons. First because I lived out of my car for several months last year and through no one would ever understand how it felt, and secondly because I stopped writing for several years, feeling inadequate.