Forever Young

Friends are like money, they come and go.

A bi-polar call log of people you used to know.

No one’s to blame.

Time caught up with us. 

What a shame, we try to shake off the guilt but the pain is stuck with us.

Chasing an uncertain future, with whoever is willing to put up with us.

Riding the open road, young and neglected. 

Failure riding our backs, regret hanging from our necklace. 

Castaways, one step from tragedy. 

Our curiosity kept us protected.

Generous but wreckless, the world was too much.

Constantly moving, escaping the idea of growing up. 

We only feared one thing..

The day we run out of luck.