- When I was 14
- Two Roads
- Youthlessness
- Red Rose & Poetry
Why do people grow?
Why do they sweat?
Why do they draw
Their future plans ahead?
Children like to play
With a car, a toy or a key.
They like to have their way
Like grownups and be.
Why don’t they take their time
Grow up like children should
Live to spend their dime
And enjoy life if they could.
Could it be that youth has stopped?
Adulthood is straight to come
After birth childhood is dropped
I surly would love to have some.










