Poem - Fading
There's a fading line between fast and slow.
I find myself struggling to keep up,
just to watch you go.
I want to make a jump,
just to catch up.
But, I fall so low,
that all I can do is slump
and watch you go.
I find myself struggling to keep up,
just to watch you go.
I want to make a jump,
just to catch up.
But, I fall so low,
that all I can do is slump
and watch you go.
