I was once told
that I may not grow old
after being warned
I lived everyday, alarmed
I do not know
about what I may die of
but sure enough
I know it’s gonna be rough
As a child
I lived in fantasy
years older now
I learned to be wild
for I met reality
The clock said ticktock
this life, I can’t get back
the sand is running
my candle dripping
They said it would be fun
all the things I have done
I guess it’s what I want
❤️
Forever Winter 