Leave me in the bathroom while the shower is running hot,

The mirror will fog up

Like the car windows when we're smoking ***.

I wanna stay young forever,
Because I'm so scared of growing old.

In the end, I think I'll find,
We’ll all die and bleed out gold.

But for now,
I am down,
In the forgotten creases
Of the night

Wind, along the trees'
Leaves.

The window opens,

And the wind comes on through
Letting all the light in

My small old bedroom.