Wrinkled

The creases and crinkles of time

Somehow dwell upon my mind,

Leaving me speechless and still,

I feel as though I need a refill.

Won't someone help me

Escape this terrible agony.

I am wrinkled like this world,

Tossing twirling and being swirled.

Won't somebody straighten me out,

I am having so much doubt.

Let me breathe

For I want to be free

and wrinkled no more.