MAP #1: I Wrote This Under The Tree

Chilled Childhood

There's always a time of a childhood that rain stops us from playing,
A time that a cold wind from outside can make you sleep on the sofa;
A time that you slept in a place and woke up to your bed,
A time that you love to pretend a doctor, a patient, or a dead.

Waking up every morning and the chilled weather welcomes you,
No classes and watching favorite anime left to do;
Pasta will be the breakfast or hot noodles match for the season,
Sometimes a chocomilk drink while watching television cartoon.

Life was better when you're just young,
Wishing that it never ended and fastly-flung;
All of the friends were just your neighborhood,
I hope someone can chilled us to our childhood.

-Marxx Archer