Broken

They told me stories that when I'm older, I would understand

How time moves swiftly, way too quickly, hardly goes to plan

Am I old now, have I forgot

What I was told then and what I was not

My mom would tell me, while she held me, her dreams to see the day

Her young man, with his own family, finally found his way

Am I old now, have I forgot

What I was told then and what I was not

Am I broken now

Do they know I don't know how