My Own Man

My Own Man

I know I'm a failure in your eyes. 

But your version of failure is different to mine. 

Failure to you is an old school view.
Failure to me is basically not being happy. 

Where you see my failures, 

I see success. 

I left sadness behind me long ago, 

And I refuse to have it back. 

Sure, to you I might seem slack, lax and whimsical. 

But to me you seem stiff, bored, just simply existing. 

Going through the motions of life without living. 

Don't hate me for what it is I've become; 

After all, you had a hand in this, 

I am your son.

By J. Barrett