Straight edge
One thing is for certain.
You can never
escape your past. You can try and run. It will bite you in your ass.
Pay your dues, do your time, play the calm, cool, collective card.
It won't take. When the shit hits the fan, it blows you back down.
Being thrown back a few steps brings on a determination.
Strong will and toleration also help.
In the place I sit, I am 3 steps back. Looking back over to the left.
Walk tall, stand straight. Be straight edge.
Pushing me down is pulling me up.
neo riddick
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/straight-edge/
