epiphany

looking at the life ill leave behind
the posters on my wall
the toys in my closet
the games i played
it all has to turn to ashes someday
did i not understand
that i couldn't live this life forever?
it all has to change
posters turn to poetry
toys morph into cars and girls
the games are now work
nothing will be given anymore
because Im not a child
i finally have to grow up...