I Don't Know Who I Am

All of my friends
Can't help but ask, where have you been?
I owe it to myself
I left them to maintain my wealth

And all I can do
Is put on my shoes
Stand up straight, with or without the blues

That's when hugs turn to handshakes
And work stole holidays
20 years, I've got nothing
It's a shame
Just sway, sway it away
Brushing every bottomed day

And still it’s not enough
Life always callin’ out my bluffs
Stamping out this little flame that I thought was a life
And I know it’s not enough

Inside I’m all a mess
Constantly in a state of distress
It’s hard to admit that you’re depressed

But all I do is smile
Always changing up my style
A tie, a suit, some snapbacks, handshakes, and a backslap
And now I don’t know who I am

And all I can do
Is put on my shoes
Stand up straight, with or without the blues