One step forward, two steps back. Not even able to see a crack. Breezing through without a clue. That you could be better than you. Too content to make a change, until our lives are re-arranged. Until it’s too late, to turn another page where... We stop looking with our eyes, and we start seeing with our minds. And we’ll never have to compromise. The pain, the shame, the game, we play, it pays and has a name. You say... The best years of my life have come and gone. My life is pretty much said and done. The best is yet to come.