Old Soul
I feel like I've lived this life before,
Avoiding the mistakes i used to make in scores
This time feels different though
I have never chosen this path I'm sure.
The things that i thought would excite me;
They just seem so petty
Material things are cool but have you ever been at peace?
You see I think I've been here at least twice
I contemplate so much in my life
People my age are much younger than me
Somedays i stare at the stars and envy the sea.
I seem to crave the things that don't exist no more
I guess this is what it means to have an old soul.
Segirah Jones (C)
Copyright © Calalusiana Jones | Year Posted 2022
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