Here I sit, bored and tired,
My body's a wreck and my brain's retired,
I'd try to get fit, if I had the will,
But I'm so run down, I'm over the hill.

My job is a joke, my career a farce,
(I'm far to young to be put out to grass),
Predictably enough, my role is redundant,
(I hope the pay off will be abundant!)

My house is a mess, the garden a jungle,
My home improvements are always a bungle,
I can't seem to keep the place tidy and clean,
No wonder what I'm looking for can never be seen!

My money is frittered and wasted away,
My bank account lives from day to day,
My investments go up, and then straight down,
I only notice when they hit the ground,

If I gamble I lose, I guarantee it,
An opportunity? Hell, I know I won't see it,
One of life's misfits, it seems to me,
Is what I am, and am destined to be.

What is the solution? How can I cope?
What is it out there that will give me hope?
Where will I find my inner reserve,
To forge the new life that feel I deserve?

Beats me, I guess I'm too tired to think,
Maybe after some sleep, and maybe a drink,
I'll get an idea, a final solution,
My life will change; a new revolution!

All it takes is the will to succeed,
Determination, true grit, and a soul freed,
A grin and a shrug to throw off the gloom,
To start again, to believe in myself and no doom.

I'm sure I can do it...it's been done before,
"I CAN do it!, I CAN do it!", of that I'm sure,
I just have to get up and go for it well,
"Hey look, the sun's out" (Well, at least for a spell).

Written by MMTM - 22nd March 94