I wish
I could
Recapture
Youth’s
Careless
Rapture,
Look
Into
The
Glass
And
See
She
Who
Once
Was
Me,
Magically
Back
Where
I used
To
Be.
That
Existence
Was
Gone
As
Soon
As
I moved
On,
But
How
Could
I know
There
Would
Be
So
Far
To
Run,
Or
That
I would
So
Soon
Be
Undone,
Lost
In
The
Daily
Strife
Of
A
Complex
Life,
And
As
I travel,
Watch
It
All
Unravel.