This never occurred to me. But lately it feels as if this is devouring me Piece by piece.
I knew this would happen one day. Just didn't know it would be this day.
The things I hold so dear are now slipping away I just want to go away. Anywhere and everywhere
I fear the wrinkles on my skin are now showing on the inside. Does anyone else feel like this on the inside?
The questions that would never be answered by someone older, Are now ringing in my head Maybe, I am getting older.
Im standing between regret and forget, Or maybe this is to forget.
I'm seeing an endless ocean with nothing but fading memories crashing into one another. I feel tired and hopeless and lost, like another. I'm losing it, one by one
I'm scared if I find land, this may end. My memories may end.
To my foes and friends a smile hides it all. The constant battles between who i am and who i was Though in my heart I feel nothing at all.
If this was the wish of getting older then, I feel I made a mistake back then.
Now it has occurred, I'm left to question my queries. I wonder will I even remember this? Will I remember what I hold so dear now, in 20-30 years?
I guess that I am older, and it seems to be colder than what i remember.