Birthday was 11-13. Reflections.
Life is moving fast,
I stopped flying on your pass.
I got tired of risking it.
I got tired of missing it.
Life has all been on the mobile,
Moving slower than quickly,
Moving faster than that decade
We called influence.
I read that always wasn’t necessary,
That I was low on my library.
Cause all I had was knowledge,
All I knew was knowing.
Life has kept up this pace.
Fast has been the secret place.
Been running low on space,
Got to many pictures
To hold onto.
Got to many memories
Fast and loving at the same
Hard and true with a little bit
I was a little high on the addiction.
I was a little confused by the tension.
How could You really be in control,
How could You really let me live
It has only been mobile,
Life in the solo.
It has all been a fast paced
It was always about those
Memories You used to keep.
All about those histories
We would someday read.
I was never to great at sitting still.
It was much better to find the thrill.
I needed Your grace, it could never
I needed Your love, it has to be
I need Your truth, it has to cost
I needed some proof, it can’t