Sometimes I wish it was yesteryear,
Oh yesteryear, why did you leave me so?
Torn, broken, mangled, confused,
Mostly hurt and yearning,
Simple still.
Really, really, really, simple,
I just need to look them over,
The love and the lap-dances....
And the sins in which I paid for.
A calm is in order,.... alas,
Slowing down my world,
Could end it the world as we know it,
Selfish, conflicted, or understanding the facts?
Well..... lets be honest with ourselves,
The weed isn't cheap,
The liquor isn't free,
The fun is over at least for me.
The ride was nice,
Yet it was yesteryear.
Who I was,
In yesteryear.
Is not who I can be,
So lost in yesteryear.
Shutting down the system,
Hiding who I am,
From who you see.
Keeping those close,
Ignorantly, blissfully away,
From I,
But allowing them close,
Close enough to pretend to,
Know me.
