As I walk into my sister’s vacant room
The sun shines in but I feel this gloom
The memories of once before start to pulse
Suddenly I’m aware of Lonely between these walls
I can remember when life was simple
Family was a page without a wrinkle
Now slowly, agonizing, the page is torn
Being changed and altered and rapidly worn
I’m really scared of what’s to come
The new beginnings, the things deemed done
My life is continually picking up speed
More and more is less than I need
One big mass of contradiction and chaos
I miss being little, but now I’m the boss
So many things, so little time
I want to do them all, with rhythm and rhyme
But now what I want is to take a break
I feel so busy but it’s probably fake
I know it’s really not that bad
But feeling out of control is what makes me sad
As I walk back through my sister’s door
I miss her dearly but I still want more