Being so young
We do not delve
Into retrospect,
Examination of self,
But I myself
Dramatic and sad,
Do nothing but
Covet things I once had.
In Life, the moment,
We step from the nest,
We're writing our history
With each little test.
Every moment we waste,
Every second we're still,
Is a page in our life book
Til we die or are killed.
Two fully breathed turns
I've been out of school
I've ruined my life
Made myself a fool.
This is the history.
It's now to be mine.
Though I can't rewrite it,
don't mean I'm not trying.