Growing Up FriendsA Poem by tekkeLet’s go meet the men who forge hot passionate ideas into, steely resolve. Let’s leap head first into adversity and enjoy the struggle as man did years ago. Let’s get our self’s five figures in debt to acquire a piece of paper no one can repossess. Let’s live, I mean really live and experience life the why we were meant to; brilliantly. Let’s fall in love with the wrong women we’ve got time for fun heartbreak and learning. Let’s eat like kings and dash when the bill comes. Let’s drink cheap booze, smoke cheaper weed, and miss a few days of work. Let’s always be our self’s, broke and beautiful. It’s what binds us, from the cradle to the grave we’ll be friends. Let’s battle and brawl all night, be bruised all day, and bite the bullet on work. Let’s go, it’s time to do this. Let’s grow up and put that piece of paper to work, drink the good stuff, and still live brilliantly. Let’s find the right women and fall head over heels. Let’s pay those bills and forge our hot passionate ideas into hard reality. Let’s shed our childish dreams, and find adult dreams that we learned to reach for while enjoying the struggle. We’ll always be friends, we’ll always be together even if were not, because we made it here together; out of the cradle and into the fray we go. © 2017 tekkeAuthor's Note
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Added on March 7, 2017 Last Updated on March 7, 2017 |