DylanThomasPirateM

Both my parents were alcoholics and junkies
They both died when I was in my twenties
Blood-soaked carpets and pockets with no money
Christmas with no electricity
Looking back it's a sort of funny
It's sort of hard bein' a fluffy bunny
In smoke-filled rooms of whores and rummies
Shooting up shit 'til veins turn to putty
Living off meals of Coke and gummies
Then as a teen, when skin's to acne
And the mind's turning more abstractly
I must confess, it made me angry
To stew in a world so unworldly
Of rape and murder and prices on pussies
Can turn a wunderkind to dummy
And make you act a little crazy
From boy to man traveled humbly
I must admit, it's never left me
A crystal logic's bent perversely
Stupidity can taste like honey
Rainy days preferred to sunny
Scare away all those who love me
Fuck the forest, I see a tree
As a man, it's very petty
Choose life and be happy
Walk the earth, even if soggy
Breathe the air, even if foggy
Cherish spirit, mind and body
Stop making all the joy so dreary
For these failings, I'm so very sorry
-DyMc