It follows me

Even here I have to hear this bullshit again and again. After all these years of college and hope and happiness and friendship. But, during all that time I heard the same nonsense of my salad days. But they can`t touch me then. Now I’m old and out of money, so they can fuck with my mind. I’ll work and keep my mouth shut, but for how long? Maybe they’re right from the beginning. Ever since I met her, I was afraid of this.