hear the past

i am too young to be so old, too shy to be so bold, so much alive too be so dead i am so popular that i have no friend my skin is too yellow to be of gold my voice to silent to be so loud i am the past so hear my word dont waste your time seeking gold say what must be told and youre love in a cage you must not hold life is a holdem you check rise bluff and fold if you play it right you will be deep seated like a lord if not you will be no more than a stray dog in a big world