As the days go by <br />And weeks turns into months <br />Summer turns to winter <br />The air gets crisper <br />Your mind begins to wonder <br />On days gone by <br />Things you've grown to dispise <br />You try so hard not to hate <br />The things you helped create <br />But you can't help but die <br />A little deep inside <br />When you think of what might have been <br />Wishing you could start again <br />Rewind the clock so what <br />I know now I knew then.<br /><br />Justina Blue<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/zero-degrees/
