Once again,
I **;d my breath and think myself to ten again,

that look back when you know that
someone else was living your life,

it's okay
just a knife I cut myself away with
and what I wouldn't give
to
rearrange the molecules that turned
this boy into such a fool.

the portcullis screaming down
wakes me to the fact that
I'm now an adult living it
in London Town
until
I hold my breath again,
and think myself to ten again.