i have wasted my life chasing pipe dreams and women, pissed away money and blood in barrooms and back alleys, fought the good and always backed the wrong, i have grown fat on commercialism and t.v. wastelands, i have lived long and lived hard and regret nothing i've done or nothing i never did, i'm no angel, no saint, i don't have the body of an athlete nor a pretty face, i'm overweight, out of shape, i smoke too much, drink too much and really don't care what anyone thinks, i'm not perfect and never will be but at least i know that and accept it as a fact... do you?
Reason for writing:
this is not directed at anyone or for anyone....just MY self-analysis
Birth sign: Libra
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