Everything Was Fine – Poetry Lyrics 8-10

By Alfred Brown

This is the poem where I finally got to use the sentence that had been rattling in my brain for a few years “Everything was fine until I got shot in the face.”  I wrote it first sometime, probably around 2013, then I did some edits to it around 2014 or 2015.  The intention with the edits was to make the poems into songs.

8 -don't try to express

Don’t try to express
Yourself online unless
You don’t want credit
Cause if you then get it
Or even if you don’t
Chances are you won’t
It’ll come back to haunt
In ways you don’t want

It’s not enough to get
A nom de internet
For anonymity these days
Can be lost in so many ways
For some idiot will reveal
What you can well conceal
Unless you never tell a soul
Then what’s the point at all

I was so careful
But i guess not careful enough
To hide my identity
But nowadays it can be tough
Once it’s online
You can’t make it go away
You can try all you want
But it is pretty much there to stay
Even if you could
Make it somehow disappear
Just take another look
Pretty soon it’s right back there
You gotta be careful
With more than what you put online
You gotta think of what others
Might accidentally do sometime

So the solution is clear
Don’t ever express anything in anyway
Because no matter what
It’ll come back to you someday

9 -never too sure

You’re never too sure
How it’s gonna work out
Will it cause a stir
Will it make em shout
Did you do it right
Or was it all wrong
Will it cause a fight
That’ll go on too long

Never too sure
Can’t say exact
Poison or cure
Fiction or fact
Right way or wrong
This way or that
Too short or long
Do it then or stat

I can’t say if it’s okay
Don’t know if it’s a go
Will it pay, will it play
Or will it show it’s a no
I try but i wonder
Is it worth the effort
Did i make a blunder
Did i cause them hurt

I just want to succeed
At something I’ve tried
Be someone to lead
Before I have died
But if i should fail
I hope they will say
He never blazed a trail
But he tried a good way

10 -i had plenty of time

I had plenty of time
When i was young
To live as i please

But now i find
The time is gone
It comes then it leaves

Now i only
Try to live
As much as i can

Now i’m hoping
That it’s this
That means I’m a man

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