Back in the Day

Back in the Day                                          March 28, 2006

I've come so far

Just to see Old Glory

And a few of her stars

On the grand old flag.

O', I tried to once,

I was twenty then,

But I couldn't hold on

To all my marbles,

Much to my chagrin.

Now, it's all come around

In a full 180 degree turn,

And I've finally shown

Sisyphus how it's done.

Back in the day

When I couldn't hold on,

I was stuck on the surface

Of Freud's written desert.

I was so alone,

Didn't have anyone there,

And yet, I had some people around

To hold my quaking hands.

I shed tears a lot,

And I shed them because I care.

I see people unhappy

Because the sun rises o'er the roof tops.

Well, I've been there,

And I'd lock myself away

In my own dungeon,

Hoping to throw away the key,

But they wouldn't let me.

They loved me too much

To see me waste my life

Drowning in tears and sorrow

Which were self-inflicted,

And yet at the sametime, not wanted,

For I was touched in the head

By the dastardly Creeper Man.

And now, after all these years,

It's finally come to this.

Hotel reservations, airplane tickets,

Packed suitcases, too.

I can see the past still so clearly

From the perspective of a mind

Which once was weary

From pain of the psychological kind

Through the rearview mirror

My loved ones set aside for me.

I shall never forget

Those who were my guiding light.