Thirty
Thirty
It's a curse word I barely heard
More of a fable and not a label
Far away and not here today
Thirty
Haunting my dreams more than it seems
Because I know what it means behind the scenes
I'm nearly halfway there and it doesn't seem fair
Thirty
I'm more mature but less secure
I'm not gonna lie I just want to cry
But that I decry and that I deny
Thirty
It's a new start but I'm faint of heart
I drank the kool-aid I'm just fool made
I won't throw a fit but I'm over it
Thirty
Thirty has done me dirty
Where I am today I don't want to say
I don't want to stay because next month is May
Thirty
It's all in my mind I want to rewind
I'm trying to find time in a revival of rhyme
It's hard to fight in such a dim light
Thirty
They stop and they stare as if I don't care
I stop and I think but I'm starting to sink
It's all in my head I'm gonna be dead
Thirty
It's a curse word I've always heard
More of a label and not a fable
And now that it's here I can't shake the fear
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