jim morrison is dead

Have I passed my prime
as a musical promise?
Yes, I'm afraid.
That journey's faded
the drive's really not there
I just pick up my guitar and
strum a few haunted chords
and hope something new comes along

I'm feeling disenchanted with myself
where did I go wrong
I could've done more
guess it boils down to
being a faker in a world of
earnest do'ers

Please spirit give me chance
grant me direction
and discipline
I beg of you