When I was younger than I am
And than I will be now
I was who I am back then
And I can't break it down

Like these wrinkles won't wither
And the thoughts that stirr astray
Always a constant clutter
Always in such dissaray

When I was bigger than I am
And than I will ever be
I was someone else and yet
I was always me

Like these shades won't fade
They just won't let me be
I remember the times back then
When I was more than three

Poetry by Me