25 years crazy,
not a moment too late,
here and there and back again,
now deciding my own fate.

new place, new friends, new everything,
old behind, looking ahead,
no regrets, no inhibitions,
loving more instead.

cutting you off,
knowing it's for my own good,
people who hold you back,
never totally understood.

sometimes wondering what if,
dreaming of a different time,
when things seemed clearer,
addicted like a thief to a life of crime.

do we ever move on,
or stay connected in our minds,
to you, to him, to everyone,
to an idea less sublime.

such excitement is sure to lie,
in classrooms and with the young,
try my best to keep the chin up,
and try my best not to get stung.

love happens when it shouldn't,
a surprise sometimes that smiles,
rather feel it than rather not,
will always be in style.

wait for it, you know you want to,
never wanting to wait to play,
don't wanna lose this feeling,
turn it up and make it stay.