I keep thinking.. about before.
The past.
Not now, but then.
I want to be there sometimes.
I want to hide away in memories and not have to worry about tomorrow.
About the days to come and the things I'll have to do in the near and not so near future.
But I can't.
Because if I do, there's no one to do those things for me.
And I'll just get left behind.
Buried in those memories and thoughts of the past.
took
Sometimes I just want time to stop..
so I can make up for all the time I've lost.
So I can catch up.
Wise words from someone so young?
You might think so..
but age is only a number.
Counting the time passed and the time that's soon to be passed.
It doesn't really mean anything.
A year more doesn't really mean more maturity,
more intelligence.
It just means the chance to earn those things.
Friday, January 25, 2008
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