Gatsby

when i was young (17 or so)

i wanted to be Gatsby:

a man of mystery, devotion,

love, and of solemn nature

while the world around me crumbled

at the hands of flappers, wealth,

and bathtub gin

only i wanted to get the girl in the end

and i wanted not to die

oh, and i hate the color yellow -

my car would be black