Abacus

I see my friends growing old they retract themselves into their own world
And lay in bed drinking to the old days
But I think they do not see it’s not beneficiary
To sit alone thinking about the past
There was no one there on that special day
When you blew out twenty candle on your birthday cake
And now you release what you bottled up inside
But you see you’re hurting everyone else’s pride
It makes me scared to grow old, I never want to throw in the towel or
procrastinate
That won’t be my fate
And I still don’t know what I wanna be
But I know I don’t wanna go through life unsuccessfully
I wave goodbye to my friends they’re all moving on
While I’ll be here still they’re all be gone
Though I wish them luck on the road ahead
They better not forget the things we’ve said
The things we’ve said
Adding up …
Adding up, no one sees me
Adding up, no one believes me