NEED FOR SPEED

I've recently moved from Central London to a less busy area. I however still go to school in Central. Whilst in full trot mode to make it on time to my activities of the day, these words were jumbling in my head;

Motion,

Swift movements in my youth.

Rush,

My love for the rush from Adrenaline.

Void of fear,

The closer I am to death, the more I feel alive.

Cynical view on life, 

Belief that I run this race alone. 

For what would life be in retrospect if speed is not a part of my youth? 

I don't want to crave the wild oats in my senility,

Live, love,

Create memories.

Relish in the strength and swiftness of youth. 

Lots of love,

Onyi.