Just 24

I’m 24 reaching out for 17

Never move forward

Making my age seem so defenseless

When people keep criticize

I just keep looking up just be myself like I always wanted

Why do they keep whispering?

When all I want is the best thing I can feel

Like a raindrops falling to the earth

Makes everything grow into their nature

I just want to be somebody that can rely to me

Even when I’m old enough to reach out for 17

I’m 24 reaching out to the journey of my life

But there was always something keeping me distance from it

Like it occurred every time I just step into it

Never seem to reach it but always been able to clearly see it

I’m like an addict for the freedom that within my reach

Fueling my rage with a hunger that I always suppressed

I’m 24 reaching to the constant life of span

That will never stopped

Even when the civilization keeps on destroyed and rebuilt

I will always be 24 times 3 older than now

Makes me more fragile than anything else

I’m 24 reaching for my dreams

Beneath the inferior of my mind

Someone keeps whispering to me

To just live for the moment

Enjoy the complicated feeling of life

Endure it because it will always be the first step

Into the journey of every scene in my life