Steeping in the Same River Twice

Identity Is an interesting concept to me I was me when I was young But now different words and ideas flow from my tongue. My name has been Quincy from then to now But I'm taller, speak wiser, and more frequently ask "how?" You can't step in the same river twice Life is chance, like rolling a dice Chance rarely has the same exact outcome With age, there's some thing you shy away from. Little me liked to play with electric outlets Now I prefer to construct bracelets. If you think about it, actually Right now you're the oldest you've ever been And The youngest you'll get be. Interesting, isn't it? And quite scary now that I mention it. You can never step in the same river twice Is actually quite wise advice The river continuously flowing, moving on Maybe the river is saying that life goes on Time can't go backwards That's a common misconception It can only move forwards The flow of time is a deception.