Scared of my future, living in the past.
Seeking continuity with this ever changing cast.
Continuing this way I know that I will not last.
Missing loved ones that have sadly passed.
Slowing things down for time is moving fast.
Not continuing as I know my own forecast.
If I’m not happy here, it’s time for a contrast.
I’d become inconsistent, was always steadfast.
This is my script, this is my stage.
I should know it’s about perception by this age.
Picked away so slow was hard to gauge.
No longer adolescent, I’ve become a sage.
So I must step forward, be ready for a change.
Remove these chains and step out of this cage.
Release all my anger, self pity and rage.
For this is my book, it’s time to change the page.