I Used To Be A Fool

I used to be a fool, used to try to keep it cool

While I let my mind run unfettered by common good sense

I’d burn my house down just to stay warm

Self-sabotage at every turn

Yeah I used to be a fool

Now well maybe I am maybe I’m not so rarely do we know that we’re a fool when we are

We usually only see it in hindsight

It being 20/20 and all that

Hindsight rarely has rose colored lenses after all

I need to figure this out though

Before I burn bridges, I don’t mean to

Am I still a fool

Would I still self-sabotage

Would I still burn down my own house just to feel warm

Cause I’m a little cold

I’m still trying to pick up the broken pieces of my life from a year ago

Still trying to put a jigsaw together with broken jagged pieces

I feel like I’m trying to make a beautiful large mosaic

But I don’t have the full picture

But I’ll keep trying, and trying

While attempting to not let my mind run away back into it’s old habits of being a fool