what's on your mind? (poem)

was i born for more than this?
weary growth & masochist
don't you mind?

passed twenty, still here.
never met anybody near.
what a find.

triplet not waltz, no comfort
i'll find anyone i can to hurt.
don't you mind?

years lap me at double speed
i'm what every man could ever need-
what a find.

bark, bite, meant to kiss
woman, but meant for more than it
don't you mind?

lie still- the level's low
haven't very far to go
what's on your mind?

and my roots trip you
so your boots misused
and my heart on the heath
was left bit from teeth
and i may be taller 
but i'm still not grown
you're down fallen
i'm here on my own