Time goes by so fast,
We can’t even adjust to anything.
Nothing seems to last,
Not even the songs we sing.
It’s dangerous to attach these days,
While all we seek is attachment.
Everybody seems to be stuck in their ways,
Love is only real to an extent,
Because who really shows their real face?
The gift of vulnerability is not something I possess,
I keep people far away, because I am very protective of my happiness.