When it rains it pours, and damn it's raining hard
Everything falling down with it
Everything falling out of place
the tears
the memories
the laughter
the sadness
Such a heavy weight to carry on these shoulders
Adds on about 100 pounds
And just when I thought things couldn't get worse
I thought wrong...
The sick are getting sicker
and things once new are now getting old
They say it's time for a change
but I'm not ready for change
Houses going up for sale
and memories going out to sail
sailing far, far away
A picture's worth a thousand words
but I'd cry a thousand tears to replay those moments
where I was born and raised
and reborn again
They say when you get older
you have to be ready for change
I wish I could change
change back into that seven year old
who's only worries were
absolutely nothing...
- Author: psychofemale (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 16th, 2019 19:40
- Category: Unclassified
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love your work...
thank you so much 🙂
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