Nothing like me I see you running down the street
with your sun streaked hair
and your flying feet.
Young and fit, beautiful to see
and nothing at all like me.
I see you laughing, sparkle in your eyes
not yet aware of hypocracy and lies
fresh and young, a sapling tree
and nothing at all like me.
I see you dancing full of joy
I see the longing in every boy
your limbs are supple
your limbs are fine
and nothing at all like mine.
Relish your youth, for it`s life is fleet
Soon there are chains , on hands and feet
written by Jan Price
