You have an old soul
I can tell
your blue eyes look youthful, they still have a sparkle,
but they crack around the rims
like an old woman's,
and behind your smile
I see the skepticism
of a divorce
and your tongue laughs with us
but I know
and you know
that you're holding back sick venom

but there's something else
some of those smiles are still real
some of those laughs come from your belly
you have an old soul
but you still have hope