Gray Or Glory?

A met a guy long ago, reliving past glories

I'd like to say he inspired me, but sadly he did not

Because for him time had never changed, and every sentence was uttered to convince or excuse

And I couldn't decide if I was angry or sad

At this pitiful, longing man

Because he could be many things, like a nuisance or a warning

And through a few wise choices, and a change in attitude

He could be a treasure chest, full of good times and glory

Yes he could be anything, I just hope my life will be a worthy story