Those moments I had my Friends around me. The big, the fat and the ugly. Times when we had to bear the scorn of a woman. Days that will fade into the abyss of broken songs. Times when we thought we had it. We were denied our piece of destiny. Men who knew their worth thought we were worthless. Thorns pricked our feet. Yes they did. But none hurt like our wounded pride. We wake each day with a smile. To walk the same maze. Trying to find our self
