They say elders gain the wisdom of years As time goes by, I fear... growing up and feeling like the best years are done Spend life waiting for things that never come, and...
Hope When living through the memories of youth Hope When repetition guides you Hope When wondering how you wound up this way I hope the wisdom's worth the wait
Life's mold gradually enfolds you Uniqueness given up to be accepted by your peers Come in from your 9 to 5 Hang your coat and tie High School yearbook's still on the nightstand...
Salutations and "How's your day been?" routine superficial conversations Gotten too deep, but somehow you keep working to afford another day you'll live to hate
I hope I never fall in line I've seen it one too many times
