Somewhere in our dream world we must take the time to make room for responsibilities and family. It's not resentment, but there is a sense of loss, isn't there?
Like the way the phrasing seems a little out of synch with the meter. This just emphasizes the inner conflict and eliminates any hint of self-pity. Introspection without the whining - what a concept.
Comments for Shoestring Blues
by Zachary Burke
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