Sometimes I think I’ve lived too long

Seen too much, done enough

Outlived the life that resides in me

I wait patiently at the parties

Blow out the candle and wish

And wish and wish and wish

Still, I open my eyes,

Continue my life as if

It never had a chance of stopping

Years fly by, patience waning

So close to touching death

I can feel the reaper

Breathing down my neck, asking

“Why are you still here?”

Well, take me!

Turn my bones to dust!

Give me what I ask!

One last chance,

I blow out the candle

My breath leaves me and

I smile