So many things racing through my mind
Lost in the garden, myself I could not find
Chillin with cats who dont know any better
wasting precious time, spending up all my chedder
Playing dice with the devil, you know youll never win
no regard for for myself, all I do is sin
You see the less you care, the farther your lost
get too far out and you cant afford the cost
to get back in the groove, you might think its too late
Put your faith back in God and he'll raise the stakes.
Now I've wandered a while in the garden of no regard
I made it out but not before friendships were scarred
As for the friends I may have lost forever
I make a toast in their honor
and make damn sure its clever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I cheers to you (or should I say cheered to you) , You have everything it takes to get you anywhere you want to be, and never sell yourself short. While we've parted ways, I hope you know I wish you nothing but the very best and will always be here for anything you may need. Take good care of yourself, and know I sincerely mean that.