I am young and I am old
Like a play ground I will forever be immature, but everlasting
I was once a boy
It didn’t hurt my face to smile
I had no ambition to be happy
It was given to me to nurture
It was my child
Children become men
Mothers become friends
Fathers fade away like heroes
Everyone remembers the villains
I was once stranded on a bad part of town
Darkness made the hum of the street lamps comforting
Neon lights bounced off the glossy wet side walks and streets
I could hear the whispers of men and women
Speaking secretively in the shadows
How did I become so lost?
Where was my car?
Did I ever have kids?
The night surrounded my heart, my eyes could not hide
My peace walks past me with sadness in her eyes
My child, did I ever have kids?
I pick her up and hold her in my arms
Where did you go? what happened to you?
Why are you here, in this bad part of town?
She said nothing, she couldn’t hide her eyes
I could see the trail of trust that drained from her feet
It glossed the sidewalks and streets
Where did you go? How did I become so lost?
I am young and I am old
In a bad part of town
My face hurts