These Days

These days I don’t feel my age

Somewhere between 44 and 14

Even though I’m in my prime

Waking up in the morning never gets any better

The debt never gets any lighter

Austerity didn’t make us any brighter

I just buy more crap

Wish my waistline reflected my finances

I dont do the lottery or flutter on the races

Just a petulant consumer

That spends more than he needs to

I’m at the crossroads of being young enough

Getting away with it still

And wanting to settle down

Or the thousand other things that drift through my mind

I’ll never see the house where I was born

The friends that I’ve already forgotten

Being from two islands

Either end of the world

Trusting the present and the brothers I can rely on



© Jack Nugent





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