When we were five and six,
we took the time to care.
Our emotions would run wild,
and our friends were always there.

Life was always so simple,
and playtime was always fun.
Every time we became afraid,
to our mommy's we would run.

But when we became nine and ten,
pain would enter our heart.
We started doubting ourselves,
and our lives were torn apart.

Friendships didn't last long,
and secrets were never kept.
nightmares stole your dreams from you,
in the bed where you had slept.

Teenage years were a living hell,
with hormones out of control.
We did things that we knew were wrong,
such as... lied, cheated, and stole.

The kids you were once friends with,
you avoid as much as you can.
For whatever the reason you think you had,
there was nothing "cool" with them.

Our twenties were a time to party,
And we thought that we knew it all.
Then when we would get in trouble,
It was our parents we would call.

The friends we had in school are gone,
we went our separate way.
It's a struggle to get by now,
we live from day to day.

And then the thirties come,
our lives have settled down.
Most are married with kids,
or getting drunk in town.

It's harder to make friends now,
you need your kids help with that.
Or you buy yourself a puppy dog,
maybe a ***** cat...

Your probably wondering what's the point,
of this poem that seems to be.
Well this is it, I'll tell you now,
so that maybe you will see.

I was happy when I was five and six...
that is the truth I swear.
After that, things went to hell,
and it really isn't fair!!

So I hope you like this poem,
and yes... I'm having some cheese with my whine.
Even though I feel like crap,
I tell everyone I'm fine.