Spoilt For Choice

You'll only ever be as good as the dumbest things you've done And you'll keep replaying all those arguments you never won And you'll never "see the light" if you've been staring at the sun I'm as bad as you are when it comes to all these things Trading rationale for shooting stars and magic beans And we'll cradle up our secrets like they're worth their weight in dreams But it is what it is, not what it could or should have been And for all it is, it ain't what it was Searching for cause in an endless reasoning When the reason is, well, it's just because I remember that abandonment, I still feel it in my face The muscle memory pokes my cheeks with blissful laughing aches The fatiguing fits are gone now, but I guess the smile won't fade It's easy to be let down if you're casting out too far And yes it's hard to be yourself if you don't know who you are Always want to wish upon that never-falling star Hands tied like a hog, tired & teared up like a child Clenching your hands into fists There's down turned and twinkless wrinkles in your eyes And I know it doesn't seem so, but there is I was dead when I was young, I'll be just as dead too when I'm old Ever since the burning passion charred & became a scarring scold Now I'm cursing at the staring sun, just wishing it was cold. So much more than what it takes to survive It's all sorting the men from the boys Spent my days feeling like I was so damn deprived When all these years I've just been spoilt for choice How could I not have seen I was spoilt for choice?