Struggle

I wish I knew what to expect When I spread my wings and leave the nest I wish I knew the time of death When I would take my last breath I wish I could say I have no regrets But to so many people I owe a debt I look in the mirror and I see a stranger This man I see Is just a dog in a manger I ask myself what have I become From being one of the greats to just a bum I take two steps forward but three steps back Just like an addict trying to get off crack And just when I think that I've made it out They step on my little camp fire and put it out