26

26 years young today

But I’m feelin old

Hair black, soul gray

My mind is filled with all these

“Should’ve’s”

They’re blind – not real, so please

Just shut up

My life, writ large

Is pretty great

But Blue’s in charge

Brain filled with hate

Quarter-life crisis

Called for help

But the truth of life is

I must help myself

Dig my mind out from this grave

Notice when thoughts misbehave

Turn my grey soul toward the light

For I’ll transcend this rainy night

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