I’ve taken shortcuts when I could
I’ve often done less than I should
Never the first to volunteer
Never the last to disappear
I am a slacker
I’ve been guilty of being shy
I’ve had moments I’ve wanted to die
There are days I feel reclusive
There are times I’ve been abusive
I am a loner
I’ve claimed to be courageous
Then run away in fear
I’ve skipped out on AA
So I could get a beer
I say you can trust my promises
Which in fact is all a lie
I get mad when people let me down
But I myself refuse to try
I am a hypocrite
I’ve been asked to open up my heart
Yet chose instead to shut it away
I’ve dismissed God as just mass delusion
You will never get me to pray
When I see a Good Samaritan
It’s always with great doubt
When I think about all his reasons
I refuse to rest until I find them out
I am a cynic
I am terrified of being hurt
I am horrified of being curt
I am mystified by pain
I am justified to be vain
I am a piece of you
© 1999 by Ricky G.