Call Me Irresponsible

I was thinking just today

Of all my changes over the years;

And who am I come what may –

Not much has changed it appears.

Still I pull for the underdog,

And though in management I’ve been,

Yet, in all those years meant to log,

With the workers I would lean.

And for the almighty buck,

I never really cared that much,

And important issues I was apt to duck

And never was I quite in touch.

An adult I have pretended,

Yeah, for sure, I played the game,

But sitting here my thoughts suspended,

I sometimes think what a shame.

To that boy of nine or ten,

You know I kind of miss that kid;

Hell, maybe I’ll go back again

And this adult crap, I’ll be rid.

So you know, that’s what I did;

I never even told my wife.

Yessir, once again I am that kid,

Though I’m not so sure about this single life?