The shirtless jogger

Poems....are what keeps me going.... Poems are what stops me....My name is Milton...I am young My name is Milton...I am Naive My name is Milton...Doesn't matter... What I say..How I say it...My name is Milton...I thank you for letting me share my burden with you...But I must Warn you...My name i…

I stopped taking shirtless picks
it got me nowhere with the chicks

In the bathroom I locked the door
in the mirror I flexed some more

I jogged everyday shirtless
just to come home feeling worthless

I woke up early for the run
to snap a picture of what I've done

Hours wasted in the mirror
attention elsewhere, personality bare

chiseled six pack gone in a day
eternal loneliness is here to stay