serious poems first...comical soon?

Question

I truly love my home and family...
but feel the give a damn, of me.
Do they expect me to follow in their footsteps?
My grandfather gave me cigs and beer,
I smoked them up and drank to cheeriness.
Until I had a taste of "fearless".
But suddenly, I feel love for my life,
I haven't even carried my pocket knife.
I know death to be part of life,
so I'll live until I die, as it goes.
I would do anything for those who loved me...
I'm a worthy piece of laughter...
will you feel my pain after?
I care not for I'll only laugh it away myself.
I know so much, and have so little wealth.

I'd be willing to play the fool...
I'd be more than willing to make it to school...
Perhaps Seattle...or, Philadelphia or Boston...
my mind being torn between things so often.
I would give up a habit, if asked;
or double its use.
I'm getting tired of the abuse.

Sometimes, I think it's good to just remember things we know.

Answer 1

Amusing but analytical. Some tired cliches and assertions need recasting:

-I truly love my home and family...(who doesn't?)
-I know death to be part of life (who didn't know that?)
-I'll live until I die (why state the obvious?)

Otherwise, I like your ability to capture this speaker's bitterness in words.

good luck