Testo Wet Playground

Wet Playground
I tried to give to you, though the end was probable...
your word is without worth... your will unstoppable.
Where do we go? Somehow, some way I rise above it. I
make something of it. I needn't you; needn't anybody's say.
How can I explain the two years I spent convalescing?
(You say, "Well, why should you?")
I thought honesty would be a pleasant change for me. When I emerged the skies had cleared, but my world had changed.
When I confronted the worst in us we were never quite the same.
Where do we go? Some how some way I rise above it.
I make something of it. I needn't you; needn't anybody's say.
Must I remind you there's little left after farewell?
(You say, "Well, why should there?")
I've learned a few key phrases, but not enough to make you stay.
"Look, buddy, things change." That is what she said....