~ ~ ~
Think she said but I didn't know what she meant.
Oh to be that girl again.
Not knowing the roads of life.
Just wanting and doing.
The years have worn their path on her.
She walks the crowds and no one knows.
The hope she once had.
She does though.
The memories of what she had
and what she thought she had.
People say that we get wiser with age.
I think we just get worn out from trying.
~ JC ~