Heart is beating faster now
Mind is going far than low
Piercing cries stopping growth
My fingers unveiled a tale so old
What will happen when I grow?
Will I still be fond of goats
What will happen when time stop?
Will I still jump above the drops
I now wonder things all the time
Future holding unknown pines
People around glaring all time
Do they think I am so old to climb
Will they cage me if I fly?
I am still young their words don’t lie
I am now counting stars at night
Thinking they will take me out of this plight
– Jan @jahnavigouri