OK, so let me be str8, this is me having fun with the number 8. Maybe it’s time for me to make a list of 8 things I want to change? I bet there is more than 8, but the rest can bloody w8.

It’s time to consolidate,
loose a little weight,
try to be a better mate,
and overcome this fugue state.

There is no such thing as fate,
only that which we ourselves create,
we choose what we put on our plate;
envy, lust, despair or hate.

Now is the time to write 
instructions for life on a slate,
then you must open that gate,
and set yourself straight,
before it’s really too late.