Little by little they'll fall to the wayside

Constant change is faulting my step as I make my way through this life you have no idea about. This isn't a cry for help or something to that nature. In my life I've just had to many mature ones.

Patience is the key to life and happiness. If only the siren songs could play forever and the hurt never showed up. It's a losing battle to fight this life in every way.

If you lose control of the tempo you have to fight! The things I say mean nothing as they fall on deaf ears of juvenile children such as you fine young men. What they don't say is all the contact is going to boggle you for years to come. Have fun with the pains of being a tough guy and never slowing down.

I hate these things with such passion and fury that I have no choice but to love the man they've slowly turned me into.