Sometimes I wonder
what that time looked like.
No weekdays, holidays or weekends
all days used to look alike.
Play because you want to,
Eat whatever you feel is right,
Sleep when you feel tired
Don’t bother what hour of the night.
Not worth missing dreams
just coz you’ve playschool tomorrow,
We’ll see, will cry it out
if it brings nothing but sorrow.
Sometimes I wonder
if I’m evolving like a wine,
or am just a clock that is
just eroding with time.
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