Peas of a pod

I'm happy if you are doesn't hold true.
I'm grumpy if you are definitely does.

Its hard to fight the grumpy frumpy feeling.
and its not a battle I can fight by myself.

Although really, maybe its me I'm fighting against.

I could say alot, or I could say nothing at all.
Although really, I do wish to share and spill.
I had a great night out.
A really really great night out.
I hope I wake up remembering I had such a great night out.

20, 30, 40.
How time is a soldier that doesn't look back.
But how kindness can flow down like a stream everlasting through the generations...

its not good enough to want to be heard,
its not good enough to hear,
its like a crossword puzzle of time,
our paths will cross, eventually.
And our words will merge to form new words.

I'm not making sense.
the red wine is still stuck in my system?