From young to old

[babeismijnkat]

we're getting uglier
greyer, blacker
from smooth to rough

in the beginning
we can't stop laughing
but at the end
we laugh while we cry

ripples
numbers we can't count
wrinkles
climbing over our skin

and they say
that we have to fail
to start again
let's begin with failing
so we can come again
to where we came from

pour the young blood
over our everlasting pain
recreate from the ashes
a newborn warm life