Hell Yeah...

it's sad how best friends become your worst enemies.

how lollipops are converted into cigarettes.

how the innocent have turned into sluts.

homework goes in the trash.

coke and lemonade turned into breezers & Safari

remember? that flying high, swinging on the playground meant?

that the worst thing you could get a boy, were biscuits?

remember when daddy's shoulders were the highest place on earth and mum was your hero?

your worst enemies were your brothers and sisters.

racing games were about who could run the fastest.

the only drug you knew was cough medicine

& Wearing a short skirt didn't made you a slut.

remember that the only thing that did hurt you was a scrape on your knee,

and a farewell always meant: until tomorrow?

and we could not wait to grow up ..