The Time of Our Lives

todays grey skies will not turn to starry nights

and tomorrow is bound to rain on yesterdays parade

18 years old and i cant get past the fact my best ones are gone

there are no more fairy tale endings once you get past single digit years

i just cant seem to pull myself through

"these are the best days of our lives"

because these days will never ammount to more than grey clouds in our skies

...and this is all just yesterdays news

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