I was a child prodigy.
Can’t believe what’s happened to me.
I went to a bad school.
I was bullied .So uncool.
Now here i am years later, institutionalized.
All that potential that wasn’t realized.
Now i’m nearly 50 at life’s crossroads.
Still can’t shake off this E postcode.
Not getting nearly enough sex.
My life is f*****g complex.
And i’m still taking medication.More’s the pity.
Maybe i should’ve moved to a smaller city.
To much competition for creative types here.
And london is the single capital. think i need a few beers….
to drown away all my sorrows….
But i haven’t given up on my tomorrows.
Maintain that sunny persona, despite everything.
One day i’ll rule the Art world. one day i will be King.
My 50’s could be my “Golden Age”
When i present myself on life’s glittering stage.
Then i’ll look back one glorious night…..
From some stunning babe’s bed and say “Where did it all go so right?”