Spring flowers bloom again today this time
I stand calm in a way I can’t ignore,
I have seen this countless times before.
year by year, I stand in here in my prime,
this year feels different, but maybe I did,
laughter in the air, where I can’t ignore,
the same laughter I’d let out sometime before.
it’s catching, and I wonder what did?
what changed with time? And how to realize?
standing in the same spot for countless years,
and then it clicks, I have just been alive.
with the same old feeling of sickening fear.
this time, though, I get rid of what can go,
let go of my youth, and accept that I’m old.