We're only here for a short time
life keeps pushing past
Ain't no way we can rewind
time on this visitors badge
Cause the lines on my face
match the cracks in the floor
no matter how hard I trace
they won't smooth out no more
I've reached the otherside
of the middle-aged door
Pour something with a lime
that reaches down to my core
Cause you can't change the past
there are no revolving doors
Sweep me away like the glass
on this old bar room floor
But don't count me as trash
Though I may be battered and torn
Like the Phoenix in ash
I'll rise better than before
Out on life's boulevard
nothing ever comes easy
Even though things get hard
they'll never be tougher than me
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition
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