Not yet

So many songs
that crave to be sung
So many words
to be spoken
My body yearns for each dance
it was ever meant to dance
My mind paints each picture
it can think of

High voltage life
runs through my veins
life I’m not nearly
done with
So much to feel
and so much to cry
and so much to shout
I’m not done with

So many rainbows to pass
and colours to breathe
and battles to fight
I’m not done with
So much to fear
and so much to doubt
and so much to swear
I’m not done with

No, I’ve not even started
or only just begun
to do all the things
that I’m not nearly done with
And I’m not ready to calm down
and I’m not ready to give in
and I will never come to rest
before I have done
them all