My verses were seamless

My chorus was tight

But my bridge needed a C section with horns to be born. 

So another neighbor’s house I painted and 

another driveway of concrete pavers I laid…

to get paid…

to produce my songs.

Do the dreams of a young man have a shelf life?

Because I am still doing this at 50, 

And have not yet sold a single song.

But

my neighborhood sure looks great.