Fragile Glass Plate by Pvkk

Do you really want to get old?
Feel your skin turning cold?
From the days in which you was so bold?
Telling stories that have already been told?

Do you really want to learn to forget?
About all the things you seem to regret?
Or simply the things you now neglect?
To make your wrongs now correct?

Do you really want to pass time?
Collecting wrinkles, like an ageing lime?
Making out that everything nowadays is simply a crime?
Can you really pretend that your life was sublime?

Can you forgive, can you move on?
From all the things you though were wrong?
From all the things that now seem right,
Yet turn to ash within the night?

And can you see through the wall
It's hollowness is bound to fall
With so many opinions, the options are great
But your the only one to contemplate

Oh fate! oh fate!
What will you bring?
Will you bring the bird
So i can sing?

Will you bring me the love
That flys like the dove?

And crashes when i Cry
As i realise we all die

And our only point in living
Is only for giving

sO you can watch or you can fall
Or just pretend you are so cool

But i'll do neither, I Won't wait
For time is non existent
And ageing is not my fate!

It's not what was served,
no it was not was served
No it was not what was served

On my fragile glass plate.