FOREVER
YOUNG (1987-2012)
Im growing up but still feel like a kid
my behavior isn't normal-its granted.
I live in a different time zone, im not
on this earth, my life is a gift wrapped
neatly in a curse.
My body is big, but my spirit is small
I have a humble heart even though Im tall.
im climbing the age ladder
looking down childhood days
Im forever young and feel the same way.
If you look at me, you would think me sixteen
but really im twenty four living in a dream.
My senses take trips back and forth to fantasy
I want to wake up badly but still feel the gravity.
I cant say alive, normal is lying
maybe all this is going on deep in my mind.
Understand I dont consume days, months or years
in one day I drink seven glasses of eternity.
Two years ago was a very long time
twenty years from now is a "life-time".
I live for today and nothing more
what good is tomorrow when you cant be sure.
For how does a grown up act, what does a grown up do
how many grown ups wish they were twenty-two.
For age is an illusion, its the soul that counts
forever young at heart and time it counts.
So when its all over and I cant feel a thing
I'll know I lived forever no time wasted.
Mythical_Poet- dft1
Im growing up but still feel like a kid
my behavior isn't normal-its granted.
I live in a different time zone, im not
on this earth, my life is a gift wrapped
neatly in a curse.
My body is big, but my spirit is small
I have a humble heart even though Im tall.
im climbing the age ladder
looking down childhood days
Im forever young and feel the same way.
If you look at me, you would think me sixteen
but really im twenty four living in a dream.
My senses take trips back and forth to fantasy
I want to wake up badly but still feel the gravity.
I cant say alive, normal is lying
maybe all this is going on deep in my mind.
Understand I dont consume days, months or years
in one day I drink seven glasses of eternity.
Two years ago was a very long time
twenty years from now is a "life-time".
I live for today and nothing more
what good is tomorrow when you cant be sure.
For how does a grown up act, what does a grown up do
how many grown ups wish they were twenty-two.
For age is an illusion, its the soul that counts
forever young at heart and time it counts.
So when its all over and I cant feel a thing
I'll know I lived forever no time wasted.
Mythical_Poet- dft1
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