Note: Please refrain from religious comments. Been there done that.
I have a guitar and a cause, but I don't know how to play yet.
I have direction but no plan
I have a quick temper and a brilliant mezzo tenor, but I never sing anymore.
I have nicotine stains on my fingers and a persistent cough.
People ask how I'm doing, but they don't really want to know.
If they did, I wouldn't know what to say.
I'm melancholy, but I don't know why.
I have a body that's older than I am, but I just keep going.
I have an awesome car, but it doesn't run anymore.
If I drink enough the pain goes away for a while, but it's worse the next day.
I do what I'm supposed to, but never what I want to.