came the time for confessions

all faces turned to me

expecting a stand-up routine

I could see my feet

not wanting their eyes

to meet mine

my name is Neil

I’ve been a foul thief

of love

so many other things I did not own

too much here to define

just about anything

not nailed down

coming from nothing

I held that as my shield

women treated badly

taking not giving

like everything else

found my path out of violence

not raised my hands

my voice my tone

to pretty much anyone

been a few years

still got but that anger but now

I got myself under control

can hold my head & hands up

let you know straight

today I’m clean