Open Scars

Sip one, sip the second, sip the third, sip the fourth, sip the sixth and reminisce on the good old times you once shared with the boys, the good old times you were all rebellious the good old times when you didn’t abide by any law, when we used to see bottomless bottles and topless models and when we used to celebrate the living instead of mourning for the dead, when we used to lift glasses for the people who bleed the same blood as us... the people who understood where we come from. The people who have been in the struggle with us, when we used to hustle just for a single bottle of JC Le Roux and some good vibes because we were close friends, not even friends at that time it was more than that, we were deeper than blood.

Now we sit with a painted vision of what tomorrow holds not even sure if Picaso is worth the wait, changing for the good and begging for a better tomorrow from our today. We once lit up the clubs but we now strive to light up the smiles on our families, we plan on giving them everything they ever imagined they ever have, the cars, house and that happiness. To support our nephew’s and niece’s because we’re role models and not examples anymore. We the people that a lot look up too, not the people they told their children not to become when they’re pubes start separating them for the boys. We screamed from the top of our lungs “Screw the world and everybody in it” We cared less about our problems, about our parents arguing and who cared about us. At that time we lived for the moment, we were happy about the joy we were receiving.

Facing problems with a joint and a half empty bottle of the crispiest liquor in our neighbourhood, finding escape to any known and unknown problems we ever had with loud music and strong liquor for that moment. Regret it? No! Do it again? Unlikely!

The truth is we all have a past that might not be the prettiest or might not even be something we would ever put on our resume, the breaking of hearts and causing pain to parents channelled us. We now strive for a better future; we strive to be the greatest example to our nephews and nieces. I got someone who addresses me as ‘grandpa,’ my niece has a son of her own, he ought to address me as Grandpa. I doubt with so much weight on my shoulders there’s any more reason to wanting a better future. The experiences we had, has to be great advice for the people coming after us. If I ever have a kid, I don’t expect him to be perfect; we all have mistakes in life I GET IT! What kills most teenagers today is the mere fact that their parents seem to be ‘perfect’ we never hear our parents tell us about their mistakes. Truth be told if they shared that with us we’d be better teenagers but we never receive such information.

According to most teenagers, they’ve never heard what sex is from their parents. We tend to see people kissing on big screens and freak out because we were never told about that stage of our lives.

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