Young

Young

                                   You’re just a young pup

                   Chasing your own tail

                                     Looking for young love

                   In a childlike fairytale

                                So sure of young thoughts

               With answers and no questions

                                 Comfortable in your small box

                       With so many good intentions

                                         Surrounded by fake smiles

                Some friends and some foes

                                    In your shallow grave of denial

                         With your blind strong ego

                                  So forget what you’ve been told

                       Forget everything you know

                                 Because dancing in the shadows

                                   Is a pack of smiling wolves

As you wait to watch the show

In lily white clothes

Lonely Eyes Inside Of Wrinkles-
Texas Style Songwriter And Storyteller Poetry.
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy