Remembering the time
when I wanted to grow old
faster. Thought things were easy
as I’ve seen grown-ups do their way.
As my height increase inch-by-inch
The clothes I wear changes day by day
Forgetting that sunrise is everyday
Not contented from time to time
and yet, happiness is not measured by inch
But it never gets old.
It always lead us a way
to things that we think are easy
We always seek for the easy
approach and it gets tougher in a day
But choices are there in any way
We just can’t freeze time
Because all things grow old
even when we move an inch
Even an inch
Of time we can’t take back that easy
Starting to long for my old
self, I should cherish what I have today
Impossible to travel through time
All I have is a way
To my fate, far from 72 inch
-es under. I know now time
is precious and it’s never easy
to become who I am no matter how old
I’m going to be everyday.
In a day
I find a way
I want to grow old
having happiness closer than an inch
and satisfaction I have for time
Life is not easy
You think responsibilities are easy when you lose time?
Live as if your age never gets old and I can still wear my 6-inch
Stilettoes. But remember to choose a way wisely and with a smile everyday.