Tim McGraw has a song called “The Cowboy in Me.” I thought, maybe, if I wrote a little something about the guy in me, people might get to know me better, so this is for all of us that aren’t cowboys.
I don’t know why I feel so damn hollow
Like I misplaced my foolish soul
Some days I can’t face life’s cruelty
I guess that’s just the poet in me
I would sacrifice my life for a stranger
But not call my kids as their father
I stumble down the path less journeyed
I guess that’s just the poet in me
The urge to love, the selflessness
Days of depression, the loneliness
The prayers I’ve said for those in need
The me that’s been on my knees
Asking God to deliver what he wants me to see
I guess that’s just the poet in me
The urge to write, the emptiness
The heart of love for the homeless
The prayers I’ve said for those in need
The me that’s been on my knees
Asking God to deliver what he wants me to see
I guess that’s just the poet in me
God I’m quite sure you must have known
There ain’t an opportunity I haven’t blown
But you forgive this fool and make my soul new
I guess that’s just the poet in you
We love, cry, and get up when we fall
I guess that’s just the poet in us all
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