I can feel it in my bones
I can feel the changes happening;
I am not ready yet.
I can feel the Changes happening;
I can feel it in my bones.
As the growing pains stopped
and the strain on my brain began,
I knew I was growing older.
I can feel the changes happening;
I could feel it on my skin.
The world began to colder
and peoplas patients with me
were now grown thin.
I can feel the changes happening;
I can feel it in my soul.
They wanted more from me
I just wanted to enjoy my life
and try to be happy as can be.
I can feel the changes happening;
I can feel it in my bones.
That’s what makes me ready
I bet.
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