The tall grass swayed as I ran through the fields of time, Looking for places to run and hide, I could not subdue the voracious ghost, Had tried tried to mend it- but it only broke me Tried to fight it- but it turned me into a monster In the end I became a tad wiser What you cant face run from it fast Life is a race anway, cant go back now Today running away from yesterday As days start to fly like free birds in flight And tomorrow from today, while the sun goes down.