I’m not trying to get back to what I was before
Hidden in the room, just beyond my door.
I contemplate whether to enter, but I’m really not too sure.
It’s really way too tempting, too hard to ignore.
I’m thinking and I’m thinking, whether or not to explore.
I just can’t get enough, I’m wanting more and more.
The innocence, something that’s so pure.
No worries of adulthood, knowing what’s in store.
Will I find my riches, will I end up poor?
I take my keys out of my pocket, I know what to use them for.
I twist open the lock,
I succumb to the lure.
I’m shocked by what I see,
Seduced by the allure.
What to do with all this wealth, maybe find a cure?
Donate every cent, the abundance and galore.