I can feel my joints rusting
My brain slowing
My perception untrustworthy
My rest, restless
Im in dire need of a recharge
To find the crave for fulfilment
The live in living
To perform me on this live stage
Give the people me, concentrated me for thee
Hold pride in the person that possesses me
The character I’m ingrained with
The guy that got jiggy with it
The kid that would jump up and down for every celebration
Where is he
Let me find me
I hope he’s still me
I am uncertain if this kid still dreams in me
If he believes in me
If he’s proud of me
In all honesty,
**** this *****
Scoffs and pffts at things
This isn’t me, nor who I want to be
Or who I will be
Today, I’m reading
I’m trying
I’m fighting
In all my best efforts, I want to live again
To feel the youth so many say is mine
Go on adventures, find secrets, explore mines
Get caught in plot twists
Get exhausted from side quests
Just laugh, scream and get chaotic with friends
Though, I would like to enjoy some quiet
Try charading as an adult too
Fancy little dinner parties
Glasses of wine, choux pastries, ou d'oeuvres and fruits
It might seem boring
Yet, I crave to try them as if I were that kid again
As if I saw hope in tomorrow again
That the blue sky shines and the picnic is at ten
To have love, glee, and serenity print from this pen
I hope he knows
We saw them blast off to the moon
Just like we dreamed
“We did?”
You did, habibi
Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 10:20 PM UTC
I can feel my joints rusting
My brain slowing
My perception untrustworthy
My rest, restless
Im in dire need of a recharge
To find the crave for fulfilment
The live in living
To perform me on this live stage
Give the people me, concentrated me for thee
Hold pride in the person that possesses me
The character I’m ingrained with
The guy that got jiggy with it
The kid that would jump up and down for every celebration
Where is he
Let me find me
I hope he’s still me
I am uncertain if this kid still dreams in me
If he believes in me
If he’s proud of me
In all honesty,
**** this *****
Scoffs and pffts at things
This isn’t me, nor who I want to be
Or who I will be
Today, I’m reading
I’m trying
I’m fighting
In all my best efforts, I want to live again
To feel the youth so many say is mine
Go on adventures, find secrets, explore mines
Get caught in plot twists
Get exhausted from side quests
Just laugh, scream and get chaotic with friends
Though, I would like to enjoy some quiet
Try charading as an adult too
Fancy little dinner parties
Glasses of wine, choux pastries, ou d'oeuvres and fruits
It might seem boring
Yet, I crave to try them as if I were that kid again
As if I saw hope in tomorrow again
That the blue sky shines and the picnic is at ten
To have love, glee, and serenity print from this pen
I hope he knows
We saw them blast off to the moon
Just like we dreamed
“We did?”
You did, habibi
