Feeling Too

Echoes in my mind, I’m standing tall, I’m standing slow

Oldest of the line, yet the feeling’s still to grow

Clock’s been ticking since I first drew breath

Seen the changes, felt the depths of life, the thrill, the death

Wrinkles map my stories, but it’s a feeling that remains

A quiet voice inside, whispering through the pain

I wear my years like a badge, but still I’ve got this spark

A shadow of the past, igniting in the dark

I’m the oldest, but I feel too

Years behind, yet a feeling new

Time’s a river flowing, wild and true

Oldest, but I still feel too

Memories like old photographs, fading, yet alive

Lessons learned in silence, in the hope to survive

Every line on my face, a story of desire and regret

Still chasing after dreams I’ve not yet met

Age doesn’t define the fire inside

It’s a secret I cannot hide

I’m the oldest, but I feel too

Years behind, yet a feeling new

Time’s a river flowing, wild and true

Oldest, but I still feel too

Maybe it’s the soul that keeps rebelling

Against the years, the time, the telling

A paradox, a mystery I hold

The young heart that’s never old

So here I stand, the age I wear

But feeling young beyond compare

Oldest, yet forever new

That feeling’s more than just a clue