“Everybody’s youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness” – F.Scott Fitzgerald
Looking at this reflection in mirror,
One may grow to think
‘Sweet are the uses of adversity’
Or, one may as well just grow to think
Of youth as merely just a madness.
Knowing that this is all just very transient,
The eyes sparkle still with joy indeed…
For I wish to cease this moment
By expressing it in the most fancy way,
In the most poetical way.