Lost my face,
can't seam to do anything right.
Not a trace,
of anything going right in sight.

So I will have to pull my socks up,
try a little harder.
Not to put all my eggs in one basket,
don't empty the larder.

I am a good guy life has it's mishaps,
I should really try and change perhaps.
I know if I try, it will get better,
maybe the change will make life sweeter.

David Darbyshire

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pull-your-socks-up/