This is a tough time for me.
I think turning 25 sucks and I don't have the ability to turn back time.
Turn back time. Aqua and I have got to have a chat over beer.
Gone are the days when dancing and singing were all I cared about.
Now I have to make sure I am going somewhere, and I have to get there fast.
Or else time will pass me by and I would never be able to tell what went wrong.

I have TROUBLED TWENTY SOMETHING written all over my forehead.
But I can still smile, no worries.
I can still laugh, no biggie.
I can still work hard enough to get a pay check that pays my bills and feeds me.
it's not much but it's what I have for now and what I have for now matters.

I'm going to bed.

(Not to hell.)