Stories

Stories writtin never told,
All alone we're growing old
Future thoughts are always there,
Present problems hard to wear
Back we walk but always forward travelin
Kite flyin higher, keeps unravelin
Songs are sung and storys told,
Want to go back wish I'd stayed
Problems movin troubled times,
Havin problmes with these ryhme's
Age has got a hold on me,
Open my soul and set me free
Someone out theres just for you,
I cant think of what to do
My minds a mess, dont like how I dress
The water feels cool, dont have to ack the fool
Cant think of a end
Oh well..