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Sunday, 4 December 2011

Blog 29: Wasting Time

I may be to old to complain like this
But I’m not to old to reminisce
About those lost days when things were done for me
And back when most things were fun for me
I always knew I was better off a child
Being carefree, not cautious but wild
Now I’m bound by the things I do
And now I’m bored ‘till my face turns blue
There’s too much washing that should be on the line
Too much crap and most of it mine
I guess I’m never happy, never done
Cause I can remember days I couldn’t run
There were no better times than now
I just need to get back on task somehow.

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