just a boy

the last days in may

before summer lay claim

back in the school yard

we made up a game

now is always

is always the same

too bad always always ends

i remember

i remember when

but i was just

just a boy

then

innocent envy

without compromise

recommendations

all ill advised

tall tales

and little white lies

the truth had to bend

now that we're tall

and all grown

a house a car

lives of our own

we put off

but we can't postpone

the way we become men