Disheveled

Do you like what you see?
In the morror, in the mind
Is your life complete or a shadow of what could be?
Do you waste your time on thinking you won't die?
Have you realized you're blind?
Hateful little man, bitter the whole world's against him he's on his own
Disillusioned for no reason at all
Except that it's caused by alcohol
Resenting the ones that care
Assholes abound hoping they'll be there when he hits the ground

Too late it'll be for you to change you could be living life right and proud
Too late will you be sad to see what you left, a tattered soiled legacy
Did you waste your time on thinking you won't die
Have you realize you're blind

Disheveled look upon his face with breath that
Smells of tooth decay front to everyone he meets
Potential becoming disgrace