I was born with an old soul
It wore out, it just didn't last
Perhaps I was supposed to die younger
Had I known its time was fast

I'm going to explore and polish it up
We'll grow into one another
But eventually I have to take it out
It has to play well with others

As it turns out the loosely fit
Suits me well as it leaks out
Perhaps it even glows a little -
People seem to enjoy it

Now comes the difficult part
Unfinished soul is wildly electric
People love it, and so do I
Now I have to grow to earn it

Meanwhile this really got weird
I keep finding out time after time
As I find out what it's like in life
To lead with a self grown ahead of mine

I was born with an old soul
I've got this one to conjure life now

10/31/25 - largely rewritten 4/16/26