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WannabeTroubador
United States
I work so hard, it drives me crazy.
Ain’t hard enough, am I just lazy?
There’s no map to lead me out,
Of this middle aged hell.
I’ve settled down, that’s fine by me.
I’ve settled in, but see
I still want more, hell I need more.
Than this middle aged hell.
Is there a heaven?
I oughta know by now,
I’m 37, getting old no doubt.
Is my life, just this middle aged hell?
I can’t help but wonder.
Is my life just some middle aged hell?
By this time, I’ve long been out of my shell,
I’m fine but I, ain’t really feelin so swell.
I lift but I, ain’t really feelin all swoll,
To be honest, I’m just feelin real old.
When it comes to wisdom, I’ve got that in spades,
But that dont seem to, matter much these days.
So I spend my Saturdays hungover,
Looking back, looking over my shoulder.
Is there a heaven?
I should know by now,
I’m 37, halfway done by now.
My life can’t be, just this middle aged hell.
It’s all downhill from here.
My life’s become, some sort of middle aged hell.
Im so tired, but there’s so much left to do.
I’ve got two kids now, one that’s five and one that’s two.
They both known their Daddy loves them.
Their Mama knows it too.
I’ve paid my dues and then some,
I guess it earned me this.
I’ve been through some shit.
I can damn sure take, this middle aged hell.
It ain’t so bad, this middle aged hell.
Is this heaven?
I should know by now,
I’m 37, no more kids (for now).
Think I can get used to, this middle aged hell.
I can’t help but wonder.
Is this life heaven, or is it middle aged hell?
I love this middle aged hell.
Ain’t hard enough, am I just lazy?
There’s no map to lead me out,
Of this middle aged hell.
I’ve settled down, that’s fine by me.
I’ve settled in, but see
I still want more, hell I need more.
Than this middle aged hell.
Is there a heaven?
I oughta know by now,
I’m 37, getting old no doubt.
Is my life, just this middle aged hell?
I can’t help but wonder.
Is my life just some middle aged hell?
By this time, I’ve long been out of my shell,
I’m fine but I, ain’t really feelin so swell.
I lift but I, ain’t really feelin all swoll,
To be honest, I’m just feelin real old.
When it comes to wisdom, I’ve got that in spades,
But that dont seem to, matter much these days.
So I spend my Saturdays hungover,
Looking back, looking over my shoulder.
Is there a heaven?
I should know by now,
I’m 37, halfway done by now.
My life can’t be, just this middle aged hell.
It’s all downhill from here.
My life’s become, some sort of middle aged hell.
Im so tired, but there’s so much left to do.
I’ve got two kids now, one that’s five and one that’s two.
They both known their Daddy loves them.
Their Mama knows it too.
I’ve paid my dues and then some,
I guess it earned me this.
I’ve been through some shit.
I can damn sure take, this middle aged hell.
It ain’t so bad, this middle aged hell.
Is this heaven?
I should know by now,
I’m 37, no more kids (for now).
Think I can get used to, this middle aged hell.
I can’t help but wonder.
Is this life heaven, or is it middle aged hell?
I love this middle aged hell.
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Comments
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Middle aged hell is a creative idea, I've not seen that used before.
I like the switch around at the end, that kids, and settling down is actually pretty good.
And I can certainly empathize with:
Is there a heaven?
I should know by now,
Some of the rhymes feel a bit forced like:
By this time, I’ve long been out of my shell,
I’m fine but I, ain’t really feelin so swell.
But overall I think you've got something to work with here.
Also, please remember to leave feedback for others as well as posting your own material.
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