Urges, Ferocious

These are my urges
I get crocked when I want to
I speed up and talk crazy when I want to
What they do has no links to my haiku
Because when I rhyme, I speak truth - at least I tried to
In my bed I used to wonder how far I would go
I used to worry about my laces and shoe soles
I used to get really scared when noon falls
Straight to evening and nothing to live for
So I decided to buck up and make a run
Left home with an unloaded gun
Every step I take pierced like broken glasses
But then again that's what I call classes
Because what I've learned has pushed me this far
Empowered by ego somehow raised my bar
That last option I secretly wished to happen
Tell you what, I don't care, I'll make it happen
Cos we all know we only live once
Do what you like doing is like good rum
Exclusive property to the world of dream
If one never gives up reaching for that cream
Deciphering desires can be a bit nasty
Building an empire is like ABC
Each letter represents different antics
Someday some will end up as antiques
And useless - that's no doubt I tell you
Talking loud but aimless at 32
Not referring to anyone really
But if it's you, pack your bags and leave the city

-PRK-