when I get older, I'll be stronger.
Do you ever wonder why, when we were younger, we had so much passion to do things right?
You hope your friends who had continue to soldier not to remind you how you used to be.
Why, are you ashamed of your own past?
Has life caught on with you and you're too trapped to see anything else?
Or do you intend to rectify the present time by doubling your efforts in your olden days, when you yourself can't be too sure if God will grace you with long life?
Or is it you know deep inside you're just all talk?
Rabbana la tuziqqulubana..