I Guess

I look back at the kid I once was, a dreamer an outkast

Well I still am and it will stay like that, makes me better I guess

It brings out the real me, the one for who I really am

We go hand in hand, like fishes to the ocean

When I am alone it puts me at ease, not a care in the world

But lately it's been different, I guess it's me turning old

New traits have been added, new paths to follow

New ways of thinking, Less Daydreams and not as mellow

I do more around the house putting all childish things to a corner

I slowly kiss 'em goodbye as my heart slowly morns 'em

By passing day I grow more wiser and more artificial

I don't want to let go, don't want to say bye, emotions become sacrificial

On rides that lead back home

My sister asks me what wrong george? I tell her I don't know

I look distracted yet I don't have any thought on my brain

The times where there is thought, my composure I try to maintain

I try to bring back that kid with the things that satisfied the thirst

Nothing can revive the old mind, forever immersed

In a box I call memories until the I am more aged

They will be revived but it just wouldn't be the same

Now it's time to look on the bright-side of this change

I will be more focused on how I want my life to be arranged

My main goal would be to provided for wife and kids

Be the the father that mine failed to be, run smooth with my wife without any skids

Live good, live with no remorse, nothing but peace

until my time comes to a stop, my time to cease

I will whisper my last words to my wife, goodbye my love

Last flashes of life and thoughts on this poem I wrote of

So I looked at the good and the bad of this change

Can't say it's bad, can't complain

Can't say it will happen maybe it's a request

Just being the daydreamer & outkast I am I guess