Out In Left

A day once long ago in life. I made a choice that led to strife. I won't go into any detail. It's enough to say it's a woeful tale. I ask myself where would I be. If I didn't get cast out to sea. On a wave of youth and foolish fun. A long lost journey of a seventh son. I went to see a therapist. She said, that's no way to exist. I waved goodbye, bid her adieu. And turned the misbegotten screw. So here I sit, nowhere to turn. Sad but true, I just don't learn. The window looks out on the world. As I hold my nuts that I have squirreled.