Mourning dawns.
And new options arise
Things happen so fast
Always to my surprise.
Well there goes my morals,
My values, my beliefs.
There goes everything,
I wish I could achieve.
I am only human.
Flawed and scarred.
I am only a mere child!
Forever young at heart.
Grew up too fast.
No regrets in my past.
I think I've come, finally
To my own terms, at last!
hmm interesting and like the idea...THE MOURN OF NEW DAWNS.... like the composition and clear with mourning and feeling like.... well done dear shana