What is this feeling
Why does it feel so wrong
Something is coming
I don't like it.
Seasons have gone and past
They continue to past at great rates
I struggle to know what's the norm
I struggle to keep me
I don't know what's right and wrong, what to keep intact and let time corrode
But the things I want to protect have already began to change
Yet the need to stop overflows from the tune that comes from this symphony
I hate this feeling of change
Yet I grow accustomed to it
I am not ready for this big change
I am not an adult
I still play around
I am scared
Please
Let me go back
To the place a call home
I am not ready Father Time
You need to look over me still
Don't shove me out into the river of time
I am not ready for the real world
