I feel like crap.
I don't want to drink, all the time.
I'm not addicted.
I want health.
But I succumb like everyone else.
I was going to be different, but I ended up the same.
I was supposed to be special.
Everyone said I was so.
But I'm more average than Lake Wobegon.
I fell in to the same trap.
I fell in to the hole of ignorance.
I fell in to the path of the flock.
Worse yet,
I don't care to climb,
And I feel like crap.
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