i, you, & them

old mind

i'm too old for the night
and so i go looking for rest
under the canopy of a million stars i'll stay
as the party goes on from afar
i'll drink myself to daytime
when the rays are passing thru
for now i'll stay and dream
with eyes open

i'm touching waters as i lay beside a lake
fireflies just a cusp away
it's peaceful, too quiet for the young
my body wants to run but my mind stays
as my fingers glide across the waters
where fireflies have gathered to lay
they must be too old too

i'm passing by the summers empty
lying by that canopy as
boisterous laughters fill the clouds afar
young bodies dancing with the dark
i've wasted pages upon pages
writing poetries and sticking thumbs
shading happiness with rocks
and the fireflies illuminate me still
i don't know why i stay here

perhaps i'm waiting
for a sign, a person, a change
when the fall comes and i'm freezing and
my mind stays
watching sunsets after sunsets
scribbling nonsense on a limitless book
a body staying young as years go by
the parties go on as usual
i don't drink anymore and the bottle
lays deep under the lake