Relationships.

The good and the bad, the mad and the sad.

Maybe the one's we still haven't had.

The short lived one's that are becoming a fad.

The one's we walked out on still feeling glad.

The long and the short.

The one's that made mum and dad.

The girl's and the boy's that left behind all there toys.

Grown into adult's to face all the joys, the noise and the ploy's.

The one's that made it, and the others that just couldn't save it.

The one's that were true, through and through.

The one's that last there in the past.

Me and you, You and i, you said you were shy.

But still you managed to make me cry.

Another girl, another guy.

You said you were keen, so why were you mean.

You think i haven't seen.

I have saw ok, you have had your day.

The pain and the sorrow.

Your promise of a better tomorrow.

Well i have new's for you, I'm not the sort to follow.

I will make my own tomorrow.

A better day without your say.

Relationships.

A different generation, no cause for celebration.