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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:notanotherblogger.blog.co.uk,2009-11-08:/</id><title>Diary Of Me</title><link rel="self" href="http://notanotherblogger.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://notanotherblogger.blog.co.uk/"/><subtitle>The Moans &amp; Groans Of My Life</subtitle><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-08T05:54:13+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:notanotherblogger.blog.co.uk,2009-10-22:/2009/10/22/a-wasted-life-7222437/</id><title>A Wasted Life?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://notanotherblogger.blog.co.uk/2009/10/22/a-wasted-life-7222437/"/><author><name>notanotherblogger</name></author><published>2009-10-22T13:03:19+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T13:03:19+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	
	&lt;p&gt;My teachers at school didn’t prepare me for this life&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Mother and father were doing the best they could&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The Catholic priest that taught us sex education&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The runaway girls who disappeared with my Cherry&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My older brothers only out for themselves&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I only told the “Shrink” what he wanted to hear&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So unprepared for love, the first time around&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sorry little Annie, but I never really loved you&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Eileen you broke my heart while on the rebound&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Drink and drugs were not very good friends&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Working hard to earn a few pounds, helped hide the pain&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Love knocked on my door, caught Her on the rebound&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Walking hand in hand to see the perfect sun-rise&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Left my friends and family for the final time&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Love had enveloped me, as I dropped to one knee&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The answer was what I longed for it to be&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Happy, smiling faces as we both said “I DO”&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A baby boy that showed we were so much in love&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Hard times we had, yet we struggled through&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A baby girl, so beautiful, it took my breath away&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Life got harder for me, couldn’t face responsibility&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;No more running away, I’m a husband and father now&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ill health cut me down, the end product of my youth?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I look at life from a lonely first floor window now&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;There are no bars, but this is still my prison cell&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You’re The Warden, The Governor, The Guard with the keys&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If you set me free, I would have nowhere to go&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A love-less house, where once stood a happy home&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Use the key and open your heart, then you’ll see&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;There will always be a little bit of me there&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Do I love you? I honestly no longer know&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The Un-requited love glass is empty now………….&lt;/p&gt;
	
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