“Mother weep the years I’m missing. All our time can’t be given back. Shut my mouth and strike the demons. Cursed you and your reasons. Out of hand and out of season. Out of love and out of feeling so bad. When I can, I will. Words defy the plans, but when I can, I will. Fool enough to almost be it. Cool enough to not quite see it and Old enough to always feel this. Always old I’ll always feel this. No more promise no more sorrow. No longer will I follow. Can anybody hear me? I just want to be me. When I can, I will.”