My life has yet begun
And so ends a tiresome weary day;
‘t’will fare ok
And bending wires tend to blend distain;
To end again
I mend my mind in many menial means;
as seasons tease
As dreams become
The means released of scenery
Most troublesome
Easily succumbed
As numb No fun Struck dumb
where I were young
My life has yet begun
As from my heart would run
The strife of shattered youth
