Change Poem by Daniel Kyle

I smoke, I snort,
I pop, I drink.
I kiss, I nibble,
I lick, I stick.

I spit, I cuss,
I lay, I fuss.
I'm bad, I'm sad,
I'm glad, I'm mad.

I've been like this for too long,
Doing everything far too wrong.
I need to be strong,
And not tag along.

I must make my own road,
Living by my own code.
I don't care if it explodes,
I will get up and reload.

The say I am strange,
I am already deranged.
My life needs rearranged,
I know that I need to change.