I’ve got a reputation, <br />That holds no limitations. <br />A taste for life that won’t die, <br />A candle that burns at both ends. <br />When I die I’ll be partying with the gods like I have no care. <br />My daddy begs me to stop, <br />Worries that I’ll party myself into a an early grave. <br />Too young to be old, <br />Feet up wondering where did my life go. <br />While there is breath in my body, <br />I’ll be making a name for myself. <br />Many pages written, <br />Many chapter to write. <br />Too young to settle down, <br />Too young to be worrying about the man that I am. <br />You’re too old to worry that I’m not the son you intended, <br />I’m old enough not to worry what you think anymore!<br /><br />Joseph Tanner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/too-young/
