Making out at 15

Speaking from previous testicular temptations,

We see the one's brain sustains when dealing with emotions.

Ever so slightly, the present was brought to pass.

And here we are, to whither and weep, and mourn for those who don't share our beliefs.

Making out like when I was only 15, and the innocence was still present in me.

No more of that around here, I am deeper than I ever thought I would be.

The mask I used to wear must have been lost some place before, as I cannot recall who I am.

I used to have an inkling of what life was about, but that has passed, and I am left, to wonder.