Time is deceiving
Going too fast
Can’t catch up
I fell behind
Growin’ up slow
Not in a hurry to grow
Decline responsibility
Runin’ around unconsciously
White sheets, messed up place
Filled with emotions
My feelings – their toys,
And their feelings – mine.
Can I get more time?
I’m not done playin’ here
Not done havin’ fun!
Play with children, can’t have one…
Got caught in their games
Forgot to grow old
“it’s time now!”
“I know!
But can I play just one more time?”
“They’re your emotions…
Can play them as long as you like.
Just remember they’re not toys
And time doesn’t turn back!”
Going too fast
Can’t catch up
I fell behind
Growin’ up slow
Not in a hurry to grow
Decline responsibility
Runin’ around unconsciously
White sheets, messed up place
Filled with emotions
My feelings – their toys,
And their feelings – mine.
Can I get more time?
I’m not done playin’ here
Not done havin’ fun!
Play with children, can’t have one…
Got caught in their games
Forgot to grow old
“it’s time now!”
“I know!
But can I play just one more time?”
“They’re your emotions…
Can play them as long as you like.
Just remember they’re not toys
And time doesn’t turn back!”
5 comentarii:
i really like the way you write...loose and free...but always together.
time, it's true, doesn't turn back - which is probably the best reason, kids or not, to forget (or decline) to grow old. :)
so, i'm doin' the right thing...
why feel guilty then?
exactly. why feel guilty?
as long as you're being you, you'll be ok.
reminds me of:
http://juliebuff.wordpress.com/2008/11/17/a-life-worth-living/
i may be a "Miss Maudene..." on the inside... wild lady :))
thank you for the link and for ur words of encouragement!
seems like i needed them.
nicely thought and nicely written
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