It seems like yesterday, but it was a long time ago,
Life was carefree, or at least I thought so.
My youth was short lived, almost like a whirlwind,
Where did the years go, I'd like to try again.
Why did I feel old, when I was still so very young,
My body was oh so tired; my song had been sung.
I lost my way somehow and I took a wrong turn,
Consequences plaque me now; it stings, it burns.
My heart weeps more tears than my eyes ever could,
My mind goes wandering back, to a place it never should.
Oh why can't I rest from this weariness inside,
My spirit is burdened so very much, I just want to hide.
Can't I go back and wipe the slate clean?
Afterall, I not a bad person, not hateful or mean.
Oh Sweet Youth, I didn't realize my actions would haunt me so,
Life was carefree then, but that was long ago.
C.G. Richardson, 2010
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