Arm chair

Who’ d have thought it, 65
some would say a good thing your still alive 
If only they could feel the truth 
the ravages of a misspent youth

When in youth forget tomorrow
live for today repent in sorrow 
If we knew then what we know now
old age would be a happier time
somehow?

But no good dwelling on the past
after all past is past
look back with memories found 
dont think what you did was wrong 

Im sure while sitting in your old armchair
reflecting on your youth, suddenly you find the truth 

Do it all again without hesitation 
not change a thing without reservation 
what we did makes us what we are