excuses, lies and follies….
All for the sake of experiencing the jollies
What are we to say
Then again what are we to do?
We are the young!
The young and the stupid!
Beg, borrow…
If that don’t work…
We steal!
Shame, remorse…
Now that’s what we don’t feel!
Its our time…
Its our chance to fly!
Why ,then should we fall in love?
big boys we are….
And don’t you know? they don’t cry!
young and stupid…
that’s what we be!
Like our fathers we would never be!
Steady… steady…
Hold your ground!
Another shot, bottle and finally
Another keg…
Welcome the blackout!
Adrenaline pumpin high
All we want is to reach for the sky
With conscience empty
Heads full of dreams…
But the inevitable happens!
Time passes…
Years flee…
In the mirror…
It’s an old man I see
The pain!
The agony!
If only they could hear you scream!
So much for the ‘we’…
Broken, beat and scarred…
All that is left is me…
The mistakes of the glorious past
Still haunting me!
Looking back…
What can I say,
What were we but young and stoopid!
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