27 forever,

don’t want to be sixteen please,
not now, or ever,

I’m done being twenty one,
it’s gone,
but gotten better.

but a twenty seven, i learnt a lesson in life,
a life before more eyes,
but wisest beyond my sights beliefs,

forever 27 but not my destiny,
there still life ln me to see beyond horizons,

i’ve seen behind them,
seen behind them in my mind and smile,
behind them,
seen behind them,
and beyond them with a similar style,

i’ve walk among them,
sung their praises in my darkest days,
i still sung them,
but it contradicts my life in ways,

and now we’ve come past,
in contrast to forgotten days,
we seen behind them,
despite of what our mothers
see behind them,
like i know she did back in her day,
behind them
as they are,

i won’t stand by them,
i’ll just stand away afar
and see behind them,
as i’m staring at the stars,

we;ll share the limelight,
they’ll see despite our wicked past,
we’ll shine like diamonds of the past,

illuminate behind them,
as we find a path to walk,
we’ll walk behind them, and we’ll
guide them in the dark,

if the world was ours,
if the world was ours,
(we worlds apart)

conversations correlation to constellations,
and thats an art,
and thats a start,
seen beyond them and behind them from afar,

if this world is ours,
we’ll stand beside them,
worlds apart,
won’t stay divide, because we decided to amass,

this world is ours,
we decided it ours,
escape the grasp,
of whats decided by the dark