I wonder how i will feel when am old and grey
Wonder if the words will still be slipping
In my mind with no regrets,
Wonder if my heart-beats are still safe with her
Wonder if the world will be cruel or nice
But something i will never wonder is ; if my
Heart will never be broken over and over again
Or if the blinds will never be open and close
Or if my naked thought are been stripped by skin,
What do you wonder when alone?
Or is it just my curiosity running out of loan.
Yea, i will try to withhold my wonders
Until am older,
I will Try.