You think I look pretty good
But you don't know me at all
It would appear that I have it together
But dig this baby I'm not done yet
Who would have thought
That I would be here now
I can't explain it at all
So why do I even bother
Others will have it all together
And I envy them so
Pack it in and start again, you say
When will it be my turn to take a bow.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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