Becoming

Can someone explain to me
Why all my limbs
Are falling asleep

What will become
Of me in three years time

Will there be enough to
Survive

How much it matters now
Responds with distance

We live for today
Today becomes our future
What happens later
If there’s not enough

We become tired
Almost a whisper
Of our past

The thing that shaped us
Disappearing

What will become
What will become

© GÄ