Through the years
And all the men...

You’re growing up.
You’ve changed a lot...

Burning flame
Within the soul...

In the depth of the eyes,
Where secrets are kept...

Clouded mind.
See-through thoughts...

Dwelling plans
Keep going on...

It is a thing
No one wishes to do...

In the hole
You call your soul...

There is that someone,
Who always seems to know...