I am
in a Ferris wheel of fire
that winds up all my past mistakes
I watch time go back
to when I was 18 barely meeting eyes
Another spin
that hides all my timid glories
to when I was 15 amidst curious eyes
I fight it out with the
erosion of my slipping mind
I can only exist
if there’s glamour in my living
if I call upon attention on the now
feigning the lack of understanding
jumping out of the Ferris wheel in time
taking the chance and remove the barriers
I place ahead of myself
I can only exist
if there’s living in my bones
if there’s a fire in my breath
if there’s passion in my will
and if I’m foolish in my living
‘and if I’m foolish in my living’, indeed we need to be fools to see through life.
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