The onley way to keep yourself moeving on is toe forget that youe have anye rules.
I was once just like you
As you danced in the street.
God touched soul for minutes of a youth.
God touched hair and eyes;
Special creature that "youth"...
Chasing us down the drain.
The dots better be right and not the feathers.
I'm coming back in a youth caste,
Coming back to play with you,
Coming back to breath and ignore ALL the rules.
Conscience is only as sticky as your floor.
Morals only leap to your clothes if you're sticky.
Clothes only stick to your back if you're old.
Run naked through life screaming with no harm.
Leave all things be.
Be an asshole.
Yell your life at anyone who comes near you.
You never know - it just may echo into the next one.