Barefoot and Frantic

Where the fuck did I put those shoes? I really dug those kicks. I just had them not too long ago. I came in for a moment, stepped out of them for a bit, now they're lost and I am flippin the shit. Really a comfortable pair of sneaks that fit me so well. They saw me through great times and walked me out of hell. I often took them for granted and never noticed they were there. Now when I need them most, now when I really care, I can't find these fuckin things anywhere.

They just don't make them like that anymore. No, these weren't made in some sweatshop. No, they weren't your average everyday pair of shelltop. They were clean, they were fresh, with a slight showing of wear. They went with everything, in all seasons, the thought of losing them is too much to bear. Where the hell could they be? Only so far they could have gone. Not under the bed, not in the closet, not near the tree out on the front lawn.

O, such good memories of those damn shoes. Slipping them on always cured up any of my blues. Now I'm barefoot and frantic with no time to lose. Where could they be, they only fit me. Not like they could be stolen or something someone could borrow and they're useless to me if they show up tomorrow. I need them now, I feel naked without them. I can't stand in front of you with my soul exposed all because I misplaced these goddamn things. See the kind of drama being barefoot brings?

Just one more look over and maybe they'll turn. Not behind the door, the chair, these fucking things aren't anywhere. I'm so tired of looking, maybe they got up and walked themselves. But where would they go? Why would they leave? They were custom made to feet me. They fit like a glove. They worked like a charm. Did their job on my feet to keep occupied my arm. Getting older by the minute and still they are missing. Not in the hall, the living or dining. Is this a joke? Am I the fun of some game? How could I walk in one way and now not be the same? I guess I'll just hang around and hope they come back. Where the hell are my shoes...