An old soul for a child.
Thats what I hear,
And a spirit oh so wild.
Creative and superior in mind,
Saw life is full HD.
I seek and I always find,
Better versions of me within me.
Now at an age not too old,
At an age not so young.
I wonder what will unfold,
And what will roll out on my tounge.
Got a lot to live for,
Many expectations bestowed upon me.
Their ceiling is my floor,
I shall be whomever I choose to be.
But there's one flaw in this pretty picture,
One flaw in this almost perfect.
Strong pillars but an odd structure.
My twisted heart is the subject.
Mind and body so strong,
Heart so wild and lost.
I just gallop this life along,
Don't get my mind and heart ever crossed.
Wonder, are they all related,
The expectations and my flaw.
Constant poor treatment have wighted,
Any logical and reasonable law.
Was born to do something,
I'm still figuring it out.
Wonder what is it I bring,
But my heart is in doubt.
I need to stop soon,
And take a look back.
Check on my sun and moon,
And then go back to black.