Conversations With My 16-Year-Old Self
After so much suppression
I think that its time
To indulge in the lighthearted
Comfort in rhyme
Outside the sun shines
On the green grass I sleep
The birds sing so happily
And I start to weep
But my tears spell relief
Not sadness or pain
For when you’re finally gone
I’ll sleep in peace again
Close my eyes and dream
Of the day I’ll be free
I’ve been you for so long
No chance to be me
You’ve cost me a lot
More than I could give
In a few week’s you’ll abandon me
With a new chance to live
I suppose it’ll be alright
It’s better this way
I’ve done it before
I do it every day
So as our days run away
Faster and faster
I’ll sit back, and sing
In the face of disaster
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