I feel the wheel of change upon my soul,

like the teardrops of God

on a window-pane, tapping gently.

I wonder why I don't feel good,

like I did when I was a kid.

The good feeling went away

when I was fifteen. 

It was a feeling of 


Love for being alive.

Love for being able to touch the sky.

But now I'm just


Scared to Love, to live, and to die.


But at the same time, 

wanting to do all three.


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