Don't tell me of eternity
I doubt I could ever know
For the girl you see before thee
Was raised on touch-and-go
I only know a nomadic way
Of moving from city to city
My four years here will be my longest stay
In my entire life's story
I know that people will go as well
Friendships fade in but two months
Even family grows old, as I can tell
That the same people change under the sun
So don't tell me of forever
In a gated Hollywood paradise
An eternal feast and fanfare
Under great paternal eyes
Don't tell me of eternal voids
A perpetual nonexistence
A world with no light or noise
An eternal nonsensation
Don't tell me of eternal hell
A forever unchanging war
A torment I can not tell
To others whom I care for
Because, Mi amore, I don't need
A stagnant, unchanging world
I just need change, like sand into pearls
Or a woman growing from a girl
Jan 29, 2017
Jan 29, 2017 at 10:28 PM UTC
Don't tell me of eternity
I doubt I could ever know
For the girl you see before thee
Was raised on touch-and-go
I only know a nomadic way
Of moving from city to city
My four years here will be my longest stay
In my entire life's story
I know that people will go as well
Friendships fade in but two months
Even family grows old, as I can tell
That the same people change under the sun
So don't tell me of forever
In a gated Hollywood paradise
An eternal feast and fanfare
Under great paternal eyes
Don't tell me of eternal voids
A perpetual nonexistence
A world with no light or noise
An eternal nonsensation
Don't tell me of eternal hell
A forever unchanging war
A torment I can not tell
To others whom I care for
Because, Mi amore, I don't need
A stagnant, unchanging world
I just need change, like sand into pearls
Or a woman growing from a girl
Just working out some existentialism.
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