Who we are.

Crust of the life.
The wind ain't singing for me no more.
Though there's a voice, it isn't as lovely as it used to be.
But such is life, right?
You were the banana in Banana Split.

You are up once, second's passed and you're down.
Here you were someone cool, but finally when a change demands to pull yourself out,
You are no longer there.
You are suddenly becoming a distant memory.

Eventually,
the only people who accept you for who you are left,
are the ones you are really close with.
The people who accept you for who you are.
Since the day you took your first breath.
Uh, such is life.

I remember the fun I've experienced.
Now it no longer is called fun.
I have commitments.
The more matured you are, the more complicated life you will realize it will be.

Before it comes to receiving the intended punishment,
thoughts will surely blow you away.
Maybe because of the guilt.
You tried to apologize but your mouth is locked.
Locked by mistakes, one your ego could not unlock.

And eventually,
there's the crust.
Slowly, we fade.
And we eventually became,
the asphalt of life.