From going early to not going again
How my life has turned from a lit to display
A pause that has stayed in every ounce of relay
A quiet humph that has met its quivering delay
On my bed I lay with a thought of disgrace
On the roof l stare with a past that\'s grayed
How long it has been .oh no .I can\'t say
But as long as I remember ..
I am not the one that remained