Bronze-Tinted Nostalgia

15 years ago, I was young and reckless

I spoke more and thought less

No worries in life, nothing to fear

Laughing till my stomach hurt was the only time I had tears 

Music and family was where I spent the day

Had One Love, guess I Wanted It That Way

Listening to Backstreet till I turned Blue

These old songs, now they seem new

Staying up till 12 seemed such a rush

Anytime after that, and mom would make a fuss

Now that's when I wake up, but at the opposite end

Time is the only thing that sleep can't mend

And now I am old, fat, with grey hair and a paunch

Guess that combo goes with my childhood hunch

Wish I could turn back time, to the days of yore

When the biggest problem was that I would get bored

Sometimes I hear a song that takes me back to that time

A strain of music that makes me rewind

Playing cricket in my room with my brother 

Breaking the clock was the only bother

And now I am far from the place I call home 

Doing what I am good at, or so I presume

Until someone comes to tell me otherwise

Ignorance is as much a virtue as it is a vice

Who knew I'd be paid just to sell ideas 

Even if they disintegrated faster than tortilla

The biggest idea I will never sell is love 

Pure, white, but flies away like a dove 

I was always told, "Do what you want, son"

But what if I never knew what needed to be done

Because that was the advice I never heeded

Got what others wanted, but not what I needed

I used to think that nothing could be better

Than going around the world, but what does it matter

I think the idea of a perfect world was a little wrong

I am living the dream, but I am venting in a song