Growing
up
Careless moments have outcomes
Maybe good, not so some
We lose the things we cherish most
They disappear like Thursdays ghost
So the time has come to claim my
life
To start me living and claim my
strife
But is this the end I've always
feared
Tragic fate and ironic tears
Or do I continue to play my cards
To leave my path a trail of shards
Destroy the sun like the saddened
moon
I know not now, but sometime soon