It won't be long now Until childhood dies Before I rid myself Of childish eyes It won't be long Until replaced with beer This is my tragedy I will hold it dear. ~*~ Won't be much longer Until what I held close Is dead Won't be long Until replaced With memories In my head Jaded lovers No longer mean a thing Fairytale endings Only happen in my dreams ~*~ With each day approaching I feel it build up The horror The magic Of not giving a f**k Once I was innocent But I surly will see Those days are long gone For even me. ~*~ Twenty one The age we all love For some reason This love makes me run Back to the days When childhood was sweet Back to the days The sand between my feet. ~*~ Take it or leave it What I was told to do It's what you make it It's no big deal ~*~ Won't be much longer
Until what I held close
Is dead
Won't be long
Until replaced
With memories
In my head
Jaded lovers
No longer mean a thing
Fairytale endings
Only happen in my dreams ~*~ I am changing Into something I know longer know I hate myself And life's twisted show Another year older To others It's just another day ~*~ People Like pictures Will soon decay High school memories Forgotten Remembered another day Friendships lost And trials faced Look where life Has taken us A simple kind of race. ~*~ Simple dreams A house on a hill Little notions Back then I would kill Grown up with Two children A mom myself I can't help but hide My feelings of guilt One day Their childhood Too Will melt ~*~ It won't be long now
Until childhood dies
Before I rid myself
Of childish eyes
It won't be long
Until replaced with beer
This is my tragedy
I will hold it dear.
I am turning twenty one on the 31 of July. And I have been feeling horrible about it, I can feel my childhood and my dreams fading away. Everyday it comes closer and I am still getting older and there is nothing I can do to stop it. I hate it.
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i understand at first i thought I would rather be a creature of the night than old, but as time came along i realize age is a numer so igno it and just be u, the old r only old at heart
aww, i have a phobie too...that of being aged!...i can easily relate to this!
each year i backpaddled to what was my life like when im a year older..good things, bad ones...but i think in all that...there are perfect ones which makes up memories or which are captured in photographs..which makes us think that we were born to live indeed!
Embrace each day and each year...the best is ahead of you as long as you make it so.. I am and old woman with a young girls heart lol... and as much as the mirror saddens me, I can tell you I love myself more now then I ever did then...xxx