I'm walking on, two legs
Don't let my mind, decay
No more long and dreadful days
I'd give up in every way
But I'm a hundred years away
There's some things I still, don't know
Facing them like I'm a pro
It's a sad and lonely place
But with you, my friend
I'm safe, and I'm a hundred years away
I'm walking on, two legs
As patient as can be
My shadow, checks up daily
Making sure, that I'm okay
Cuz I'm a hundred years away
YOU ARE READING
A Hundred Years
PoetryThis poem was me expressing self acceptance, which is something I am very much still working on, but I felt encouraged to post this in case anyone out there is struggling. This poem is also inspired by a song! If you're interested in which, just let...
