Do you ever wonder?
What exactly is getting old.
Cause the older I am, the younger I feel,
Oh wait! Is it what I am, or just what I wanna feel.
Do you remember when we were young?
We were so desperate to grow up.
To be independent, to explore the unknown,
To make money, and to have a family of our own.
But is it just me, or does anybody else?
Feel the urge to be young, and cherished again.
The astounding fact, is that the same heart beats,
Wanting to reverse in time, where everything deceives.
When everything was just, a matter of imagination,
All we lived for and craved for, was the realization.
Throughout all the trauma, smothered and unbothered somehow,
Were we living in a nutshell, or are we now?
Getting up everyday, to solve out the mysteries unfound,
Will this spiral ever end, and let us into a world unbound.
Just like warriors, fighting for a future that's better,
Whatever the life has in store for us, one day we'll all surrender.
~ Au❤️