Old memories are coming back to haunt me
Reminding me of what I used to aspire
I cannot decide if re-enacting
Will help get me out of this mire
It seems I am going round in circles
Doomed to a merry go round life
Every time I try to step off
I’m pulled back by my trouble and strife
I need to plan a way forward
One on which I know I can rely
Every time I have set my sail
My course has went awfully awry
I have been down so many avenues
Tried out so many ideas and schemes
I feel like a man on a treadmill
Who is running out of dreams
That is why the old ones keep returning
To force me onto the right path
Eventually I may stumble onto the right one
There is only so many, you do the math
I only hope I find it soon
As it is not pleasant living in limbo
If only I were a gorgeous woman
Then at least I could be a bimbo
But I can’t attract a single viewer
To see what I have to sell
What do I need to do to be heard?
Get on the rooftops and yell?
People already think that I’m mad
For thinking outside the box
They say to succeed in this world
I must get my teeth done and use Botox
Well, sod that for a game of soldiers
That is a line I won’t cross
Mind you, I would rather do that
Than suck the cock of a boss
I want to use my god given talents
In a way that is agreeable
I guess that is why I get nowhere fast
I am patently unreasonable
Cheers!
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