A sprinkle of wisdom

Don’t worry time moves fast 

That’s what I always hear 

When I tell some one my problems 

It’s not moving fast enough 

In my opinion .......

I’m tired of being treated like a child 

I don’t have do this 

I scream in my head 

Why she treat me like this 

I like it when she not around 

My mind seems to say 

as my thoughts run wild

Growing up fast as they said 

I didn’t realize 

Cousins I played with graduated

Friends dipped 

Feeling alone

what’s the point of being here

This earth is no home of mine

Just want to end it all......

She don’t realize she doing a 8 to 5

Time goes on

Grew each or two 

Maybe a broken heart 

Some wisdom to

Learned with words an paper 

I could be my self 

Big one eight that’s my age 

Finna graduate

Looking back 

Dang time do move fast 

I didn’t even notice 

But thank you momma for the 5 to 8 

Old friend you was right 

I just needed make it here 

so I could look back 

an see how quickly it actually moved

so now I say to the next “Time move fast, but you only go see when you get there”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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