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.

By

C.G. Richardson,  2010

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