Rusty head

You´ve become too tired to lift your rusty head
So you´ve decided to sleep instead
And let life pass you by
Now even I´ve become tired of asking why
You only rarely wake up,
Don´t know where I go but wish me good luck
You think I´m still the same
That little kid that´s slightly ashamed
But I too have changed
My plans lost or rearranged,
My heart broken but still there,
See, everything changed while you sat in your chair
You may say that wisdom comes with age,
It sure won´t when you stay in one place.