For Lily Allen Poem by Keith Shorrocks Johnson

I want to be rich but to sob poor me
I'm clever but I want to play the clown
The apple never falls far from the tree
And I'll fill buckets from being down.

I don't know what's right or wrong, or so I say,
Can't feel anything anymore that's true or real
I know my life is shit, that there's hell to pay,
Ecstasy is the way I need to feel.

I've come to the land of the free for all
I have let loose, am lost, faithless, chainless
Take me on a desk or against the wall
It's all the same - feeling aimless, painless

Shameless - showing it all - famous for it
No-fucking-fearless - you're my latest hit.