 | Hey what you say to a man who is going grey. Do you give him the mic. Hoping he has something to say? Where do I find myself in this land of the lost and confusion? Put the trophy up on the top shelf! Is this true reality, or the grand illusion. So now, I have to look into my inner self to see. Is it all of them that are lost? Or is it all to be found within me? All I know is either way, great is its cost. Life trapped in a body shackled with responsibility and gaining weight. As my “Will” shrinks weaker by the minute. Now Mr. Time introduces you to Infamous Aging the Not so Great! No matter what size age or how high your limit I have been realizing that for nobody does it wait.
So now, it comes to mind what will make the best use of available time? Well It could be used to write a thought or rhym hell. Who really knows where to lead and when to follow? As I have become soaked with memories of the past My Soul and Heart become more and more hollow. Continuing this on through time reusing the same cast. Am I really forced these memories to swallow? Do I feel happy, or more hurting with thoughts of the past.
So now, It's here we reflect where the thinking of our heart dwells. Some are familiar shadows without faces. There is even some familiar colors and smells. But mainly lots of empty creepy spaces. Where should have been stockpiles with so many beautiful things. Happiness my heart begins to believe it chases. Yet often found scratched from thistles and swollen with stings. Where is Mary Poppins spoon full of sugar now? Because these are just “a few of my Not So Favorite things!” They say that I don’t need to worry, it all get better somehow. But honestly I feel I must say to you I don’t know just how much more I can allow. I didn’t prepare for this because I believed it would be true. It always gives me a deep wrenching into my gut leaving me feeling sad, lonely and blue.
So now say what?
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