Expiration Date Past Due

I was long beyond expiration date When you plucked me off the shelf You must have seen something in me Not apparent to everyone else  I was running on exhaust fumes Way beyond the fail-safe zone  Thinking chances of redemption  Passed me by when I was stoned.  Women were not the problem There were more than enough back stage dressed down to tease, willing to please The only problem was their age. I don't know what you saw in me But I'm glad for whatever it was Where others turned and walked away You saw my good side not my flaws.  You scaled my wall of solitude That I didn't even know existed Now the choices that lie ahead of me Don't look so lonely, dark, and twisted.  You ground me with your kindness While giving me wings to soar  My head may be in the clouds on stage But my feet are on our kitchen floor.