Sheep On A Stump Poem by poem whore

when in doubt
blink your eyes
N hold on tight
you might just fall off this ride
who cares if I can't spell and rym in time
ask yourself do I need these lines to make my life
is everything either wrong or right corect or is that another error in my life
you can judge me by the way I write, but my friend it is not me who thought twice, or asked myself is this guy right, nitpick and say whatever you like, I promise I'm not hear to pick a fight or prove a point
but how is it you live in choice when your selections are made from someone else's voice.