the end is somewhere
some time
in another week
and another rhyme
another ache in my chest
when i can’t put my mind to rest
and feel like im constantly put to the test
with questions i’ve had before but never knew the answer to
and when i found out i still couldn’t answer you
when you asked me how old i was and i said i wish i knew
…
i wish i knew i wish i knew
the answers to such simple questions like what do i want and what should i do
should i grow older and tend to her needs
or should i look back and plant the right seeds
for them to prosper and grow in the right way
the right shadow becomes lighter in the right spirit of today
instead of haunting my constant interactions
by making the wrong choices and actions
no, not just a fraction
i wish
i wish to have a clue
if only
if only all my wishes came true