The visible Breath escapes my blue Lips,
as I watch the world slowly freeze
looking at the people, busy as ants,
their time is always borrowed
never quite their own
and as I look into those eyes
numb, but full of fear
I get a grasp of what adulthood must be like
and smile
feeling the snow in my heart fall, and freeze it up
I don't ever wanna,
grow into this numb, numb world
