Thats the Game

Because when your young you always think the sun is going to shine again but when your old you realise nothing going to be the same my friend no matter how many times you make a wish upon that shining star it's only up to you my sweet, luck will only get you so far thats the game that we call life fast as a bullet and as sharp as a knife caress of a butterfly or as long as the sky it makes you want to scream or cry with many hello's but too many good byes. Work in progress