Labeless.
The past is just little stepping stones to the present.
This all time downhill is starting to hurt my skin.
Within my boundaries my defense becomes paper thin.
The rules of this game is simple because there isn't any.
Straight lines are to be avoided but don't be tacky.
It's funny how past occasions reveals and presents itself.
Petty talks and sinister smiles around half-past twelve.
So yeah, life does go on no matter where or how you fall.
Gotta pick up the pieces, pucker up and enjoy them all.
11:59 PM