Tic..Tac..Tic..Tac Poem by anthony fiji

The clock is ticking and you still here.
Seasons passed, it become years.
Madness with time transformed to fear.
Sadness slipped into tears.

Youth eventually will fade.
But the heart keeps beating.
You play the movie of the past to appreciate what you made.
The scars you start maturaly healing.

Memories will grow older.
The present will start getting brighter.
Even tho reality will be bolder.
Your mind will become more as a fighter.

You will be in charge always extreem control.
Finaly solve your jinga life puzzle, no longer a mystery.
Feeling strong you know you can keep going even if you fall.
You can create happiness and perfectly deal with misery.