My Way Poem by Tony Sandy

Regrets? I've had a lot 
But too many to bother mentioning
- not that anybody is really interested anyway. 
I saw it through without a cheerful thought. 
I did what I was told to do 
- brain as big as a planet
And I had to do it someone else's way. 

There were times, I'm sure I must have told everyone I knew,
When I was told to bite off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt 
I kept doubting. 
I ate it up and spat certainty out 
I faced it all and stood slumped over
Because I did it your way. 

I've got depressed 
I've had my fill of cheerful optimism 
And now as my depression subsides 
I find it all so amusing (huh!)
To think I did it all that 
And may I say in a modest way
I did it your way. 

For what is a robot, what has he got?
Oh yes, pain down his left diode. 
And that's me then 
To say things I truly feel is a laugh!
And read the script someone else has written 
The record shows I took the blows
And still did it your way. 

And now the end is near
And I face the scrapyard curtain 
My friend (that's not true I don't have any)
I've stated my case but nobody bothered to listen. 
I've lived a life that's full of it.
I travelled more than I wanted 
Because I did it your way.