Poetry

Here i am living life sober
not needing the luck of a four leaf clover.
My life is going so well
i don't have to live in a awful little cell.

I know my life is almost complete 
except for the nice man i hope to meet.
As i go down the straight and narrow path
i know i will be able to do the math.

There are alot of people who care
and if i have problems i know i can share.
I am glad i'm not all alone
and that i have a good home.

I never want to pick up that first drink
cause then i know i won't be able to think.
I have come so far
and don't want to live my life in a bar.

So i will keep my head up high
and look up in the sky.
I know things can get rough
but that's ok cause i am built ford tough.