As these days progress
I notice the time move slower,
But to my heart I must confess
That my expectations have gotten lower.
My life is changing before my eyes
And my friends are disappearing with the snow.
To escape this world, I wear a guise
That covers me from head to toe.
I’ve yet to lose my optimism
Thanks to the love I hold for only one,
But sometimes life feels like plagiarism
Of a book written for none.