Scent

There's a scent of 

Being a kid, dumb 

And vulnerable,

Whining all day long 

Scent of being a 

Teen, stupid stunt 

Trying to question life, 

Trying to fit in. Vulnerable 

But able yet don't know how,

How to use the abilities 

Scent of being an adult 

Tough decision to make 

Reasoning, think they know 

Life, acting tough but scared.

Living the moments don't care

About the future not all but some 

Reality stuck in their butt, trying 

To gather responsibility, trying 

To find a life partner. 

There's a scent of being 

An elder, smell of hardships 

Big problems with big hips 

Have been won, smell of 

Grey hair spread all over, 

Full life enjoyed, waiting for 

Train to hoot, smell of walking 

Corpse ready to decompose. 

Smell of reminiscing the 

Good and bad old days.