I was a young boy that had big plans
The
puddle that I splashed in
Would become my
ocean
The
lego blocks I built with
Would become my
world
The
race car set I played with
Would become my
career
As years went by
The heart that raced
Became the empty
container
The mind that was
innocent
Became the seat of
fear
The body that was
strong
Became the withered shell
Now that I reflect
The end might be near
The day might be spent
Hope might flicker to life