I am tired of my life.
I have to find, or make, a new life.
I wasted my best opportunities in life.
But no amount of lamenting
Equals finding new opportunities.
I am tired of failing,
Especially failing invisible standards that no-one puts into words.
From things I believe beyond choice I can set my own standards.
I have no defences.
From detachment and my sense of humour
I make my defences.
I have no faith.
From things I believe beyond choice
I can build my own faith.
I have no goal.
Knowing now what I am and what I can do,
I can find or make my own goal.
I have no strategy.
By doing no harm and meeting some people’s needs
I create my strategy.
I have no vocation.
Knowing now what I am and what I can do,
I can find or make my own vocation.
I have no plan for the future.
Knowing now what I am and what I can do,
Perhaps now I can plan a future.
I have no community.
If I get the hell out of the house, meet people,
Treat them like people and not aliens,
and stay in touch with family and friends,
I may build a community.
I have no woman in my life.
If I can simply approach women, treat them like people and not aliens,
I may have a woman in my life.
I have no housecat.
If I keep on sleeping fifteen and sixteen hours when I can,
I’m liable to turn into a bloody housecat.
