What do I want to be you ask?
I ponder this while I take the flask,
Swig a shot or two,
Then I open my mouth and say to you,
What I want to be,
Is what I always dreamed of being,
Someone who can make a difference,
Or maybe a perfect disney prince,
A superstar, or lead guitarist,
A race car driver, or famous satirist,
Just anything but an ordinary guy,
Hoping his life is just another lie.
Because lately I've been wanting more,
Wishing my life was on a different score,
I'm bored of doing this and that,
Sick and tired of being a lazy twat.
I need to make a decision now,
And so I sit with furrowed brow,
I ponder things once, and then once again,
Finally deciding to pick up a pen.
The answer has come, its so simple to see,
That what it is I want to be,
Requires for me to repent,
As I write my last will and testament.
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There is nothing wrong with being "an ordinary guy". There's a great deal to be said about a man who does the right things for the right reasons, one who bases his decisions on being a caring and compassionate being. We all touch people's lives more than we may ever know, with a single look or gesture. One need not be "famous" in order to do that. In fact, fame does not presuppose being a good person, merely being one who is well-known. As is obvious from many in the news, they are not worthy creatures - they're self-centered and spoiled rotten. 
Good penning, Poet. Have you tried your hand at free verse at all? Give it a whirl. You might find it's easier to compose your thoughts, to deliver your imagery with as much impact, perhaps even more so. Just a thought. 
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wow, so heartfelt, beautifully written
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Aww, this is sad
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Yeah it was earlier this year when I was tired of my job, not wanting to go back and finish my degree next year and just wondering what it is I wanted to do with my life. Thanks for reading and putting a comment.
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