When I was younger <br />I wanted to go out like Morrison. <br /> <br />Life lived at <br />break neck speed <br /> <br />Debauched <br /> <br />High <br /> <br />Dead in Paris <br />at age 28. <br /> <br />Nowadays <br />I just want to be <br />Tom Waits <br /> <br />Sat on a porch <br />with a glass of wine <br />in my hand <br /> <br />And my cat's <br />asleep at my feet. <br /> <br />It's funny, <br /> <br />as each passing year <br />drags you one step <br />closer to death <br /> <br />your priorities seem <br />to <br />change.<br /><br />Neil Gray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/change-in-aspirations/
