The Good Ole Days

The Good Ole Days of the past,
When I was never told to kiss an ass,
The four of us in the field of the ball park,
Smoking and Wrestling at night, in the dark,
Playing "Ghost in the graveyard" and "Hide-And-Seek,"
And searching for snakes in the backyard creek,
Exploring the woods and causing some trouble,
And being able to blow my own real bubble,
The good ole days of getting high,
And caring not on whether I die,
The good ole days of toking and smoking,
Constantly laughing, constantly joking,
Staying out with a friend all night,
Years of fun without a single fight,
Years without shedding a single tear,
Years without showing a single fear,
Did the good ole days out weight the bad?
All the days I was still so very sad,
I had girls that would cheat and lie,
I even had a girl tell me to go ahead and die,
For 3 years, I went out with the most beautiful chick,
I ruined that by being such a dick,
Three times of almost being dead,
14 years of being messed up in the head,
Having my heart broken many times,
And being involved in many illegal crimes,
My life almost not having a ray of light,
3 good years, and then back to my eternal night,
Now I have more than one true friend,
I hope not to soon see The End!
What if?

What if I was still dating my ex?
What if I would have already had sex?
What if I had been a better man?
What if my forehead could crush a can?
What if I would party no more?
What if I were really poor?
What if God gave me a lot of power?
What if I could stop time this very hour?
What if I could become a friend to all?
What if there was no such thing as a mall?
What if I could go back to the past?
What if I could join a movie cast?
What if my faith was at a high?
What if I could have stopped my inner cry?
What if depression never controlled my life?
What if we all had a lot less strife?
What if destiny was already made?
What if I would have never got paid?
What if I never had a single friend?
What if my life never came to The End?