You Don't Think Im A Good Man
You Don't Think I'm A Good Man ---------------------(Fiction)
You don't think Im a good man
You know I drink all day and I drink all night,
I hardly go to bed,
I never have a dime
to me its all fine.
I haven't a job and I care just as much,
I'm a total loser can't you see that?
I have many a crutch,
I love to abuse my wife;
Because of all the pain I carry inside.
Some people have said to me,
go and get some help,
at least go to an AA meeting
Before you yell,
I tell everyone the same go to hell,
If it's all the same.
Give me my bottle and I will be well,
My kids ask me politely to stop they say,
Daddy, please don't do that
And I won't tell
But it's useless I never stop,
The only way I can become better if a miracle pops up in my head.
And that is impossible I have to say,
Everyone waits by the phone to see what is next
One day I will be no more
Since I hit the bottle from morning to the full moon
The police will surely one day come along
Put me in jail and I will finally sober up
And perhaps that will be the day I start a new life.
By Marc Acrich
Copyright © Marc Acrich | Year Posted 2018