Why should my fun have to end?. For me it's only the beginning. I see my friends begin to age. A short countdown to there end. Call me irresponsible. Call me habitual. But when you think of me. Do you fill your head with schemes. Better think again. Cause no one knows. I don't want to cause no harm. But sometimes my actions hurt. Is there something I should find. To make plans for forever. Does it seem like all your memories fade. You soak up knowledge to fill the space. And still my answer remains.... I don't know.