Boys and girls

The trees of life sway In the winds of change Things tossed from the ground
Into the river of life. The boys walk into a bar not wanting anything but a drink of a womens passionate soul. They do not know that shes nothing but a cheap replica of real passion and love. The girls who wish they were wanted go and find love in the comfort of the man, old enough to be her father. If only they knew about the boys in the bar. The boys in the bar and girls with the men know nothing but the fake cheap imitation of love, lust, romance. For they cannot find a way out of the wretched peace they have laid in for so long. Bathing in the womens tub looking out the window to find nothing but a barren street laden with snow. The cold days make the hot nights with the women more than what they want. The girls finding nothing in the stores but cheap perfume that the man demands they wear. Not knowing that soon enough they would be the women then boys seek in the bar. Being prepared for nothing but the pain that awaits them when they enter the bar.