old gravity is having its’ way with me

except within my mind

better yet i’m beytter equipped to climb and climb and climb

it may cause my skin to sag and bring circles to my eyes, but it cannot keep this youthful mind from looking through the blinds

to catch a glimpse of something i might have missed and search for something i have yet to see or revisit familiar things that often look new to me

so Mister ”G” do your thing and i will do mine, i can’t control you and you get most of me, but you will never have my mind

still climbing