"No Help"

Everything is cool
It feels alrite
I got a full stomach
and I feel so polite
My friends know me well
and I never get in fights
I don't do drugs
and people take my advice
I make people happy
and I have a great life
Still somethings missing
and I feel great fright
I'm in my own prison
and I think each night
nothing but girls in my head
I can't do anything right
So I help others instead
but it leaves me to wonder
As I get ready for bed
It hits me like thunder
I wish there was more
So I don't have to go under
and I could hide behind the door
To help like the others
but patience is the key
and until I find another
I just have to be me
I'm my own older brother

A "Tony" Poem

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