Mothers Maiden

The days don’t go for ever anymore
Life’s not so surreal anymore
My wounds don’t heal so well anymore
This is real and I am thirty

A wasted day seems such a loss
I deserve by now, to be my own boss
I’m gaining nothing at a cost
It gets more real when you are thirty

A baby within ten years they say
To while away those ‘forty’ days
I can’t make it right now cause I still wanna play
Still wanna play and I am thirty!

The nights are just as long
And the wisdom to carry on
Is still from nothing but a song
Telling me I do belong

But the words get so unclear
They get muffled in my ear
‘Could you fetch the volume dear?’
Damaged eardrums now at thirty!

And much to my begrudging surprise
I didn’t meet an early demise
So i must try to open my eyes
Eyes that are now dirty
Go into damage control at thirty

Promises that I made to me
Will have to follow through you see
I must be all that I can be
Now that I’ve hit thirty

‘Foreward’ yells the battlemaster
Lift your heels, its getting faster
Leave your limbs with the disaster
There’s so much more ahead
So much more until we’re dead.

That was a mere lesson girl
To educate you how to look at the world
Now that you have that wisdom pearl
Keep going past the hurting

You’re only starting now at thirty.