Clinging to the rhythm of an ever changing generation

Once a child, then a teen, now an adult of a speedy transformation

I now move with responsibility, workforce and sound

As an adult, this is an image I must uphold around


I love you, but it hurts

I love you, but I bleed

I love you, but I’m left bruised

I love you, but I’m crying

I love you, and I’m dying

I love you, now I’ve passed away