The Code

Do your part,
Off to the side.
All decked out,
By the look of your ride.

Dress to a code,
No change to the game.
Trying to put up a front,
Steering away from the "lame".

The ones that once before,
Held your hand through the pain.
Keeping it all to a limit,
gotta keep yourself a little bit tame.

No deconstruction of time,
Always above the rest.
Pushing you to the edge,
Now time to confess.