We all couldn't wait
To grow up, to get out
To fully understand
What the world was about
Only to find
On the other side
The beauty we saw
As a child, had died
The day turned to night
The blue turned to gray
The innocence of life
Had faded away.
So many dreams
Now seem cast down
Remember when difficult
Meant choosing marker or crayon?
Thank you guys, please share and stay tuned for more work:)
I miss my childhood as well.
yes excellent. i can identify with this, like most people i spent my childhood wishing i was one of those 'mythical' adults who spent so much time complaining about what seemed to be a truly amazing, free experience. now i am an adult (well, in numbers anyway) i find that i understand why they complained and that i long for those halcyon days of lego and afternoon snacks. excellent piece.
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keith jeffries
Sat 11th Mar 2017 20:30
A good style Isaac. Don´t give up as you have much potential. Keith