Glory days
golden ways
longing back to starlit ways.
No. You are not a has been,
you are simply one who chose not to be seen,
longing for a life blissful and serene.

But now you're taking a trip down memory lane
pondering about choices made, were they sane,
or were they in vane?
You start to feel a familiar itch,
you miss fame, you miss being rich.
Oh well, aint life a bitch?

You grow restless for a day or two,
get into a fight or a few,
stirring up a disturbing brew.
Then you look at that fine mess you made yourself,
and decide to put your attitude back on the shelf
and once again part ways with your old self.

You realise that life is good
as it should,
you won back your quiet mood.
You have found your 'one'
now your pain is gone,
there is no 'place' to long.