can someone help the old man

at 16 i wrote my first good work

i'm bored with life and nothing is going right

i take everything in stride, i close my eyes

i must be brave like the dove a fly from my ark

on a trail that no one has ever embarked

can someone help the poor little child

he's a little bit timid but well worth your while

can you help the boy who's out of focus to himself

do you think you have enough love for somebody else

i pass my years i drop tears like i did long ago

i sit down to cry people pass me by and no one knows

no one loves and no one cares if he ever grows up right

you're hanging from your cloud angel, hold on tight

can someone help the poor little man

he's a little bit timid but he'll do whatever he can

can you help the boy who's out of focus to himself

do you think you have enough love for somebody else

now i'm a man who can stand on his own two feet

but still i'm afflicted with a poison so unique

i cant be seen or heard and i may never die

i must be in the ultimate hell and i dont know why

can someone help the old man

he's a little bit timid but he'll do whatever he can

can you help the man who's outta focus to himself

do you think you have enough love for someone else

april 6th 1976

i had been writing for only a few months at this time.

and all my efforts amounted to crap until this one.

i guess you could say it was my first hit, that lots of others liked too.

i wrote it on the bus to school and showed to doug ducap,

best friend and even better critic.

finally he says...you're a writer.  

Reviews

[Mattixz]

Love it!!!! You have such a way with words.

[Joseph B Clipper]

over 300 reads so far, I LOVE YOU WRITERS CAFE PEOPLE BUNCHES.
this one is very dear to me.