Where am I going

Have I gone to far

Have I lost my mind

Where are my eyes

Oh have I seen to much

Have I lost my touch

Losing directions from growing infections

Poisoned desires of reaping life so young



What will I be like

When my head is bear

And my legs are weak

Will I be strong or barely keep alive

When I'm thirty-five

Reaching dimentions that shatter conventions

Leads me to fear that I'm growing old too soon



With every step and every breath

It's farther from youth and closer to death

And that things I've realized

Now beckon me to shut my eyes

And I will grow to the age of maybe eighty years

In such little time

With this venturous mind



What am I saying

Don't I know myself from experience

I'll never change

Nor cease to sail the sky

Till the day I die

I'll come to conclusion with fear or illusion

I'll live how I feel

Cause no matter how fast or how slow

Youth will go