I was once a strong man,
An excited man,
Chasing women nightly,
Drinking to excess,
Waking up to the never ending headache,
Sitting in the shower for what felt like eternity,
I miss the feeling of youth,
I miss the excitement the night brings,
The anticipation of doing something wrong,
The feeling of a young girls breasts,
All that's left is questions,
Questions of children and marriage,
The repetitiveness of days,
I hate the world!
I hate slaving away,
I hate the people,
The people that don't know how to remove that look from their faces,
The look that says I will do anything to keep this job and this world.

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