Big old dusty album on my lap
Flipping through simpler times
When the worst curse I knew was 'crap'
And saying it was pretty much a crime
I ran around carelessly
I jumped on the bed
I had not a bit of courtesy
My heart controlled my head
My biggest problem back then
Was finishing my homework
Once I was done with that was when
Around fantasy books I'd lurk
I had dreams, I had hope
I was shy, but I wasn't ignored
And then I had to say goodbye
Leave the perfect and move forward
To an age of highs and lows
To a hundred responsibilities and woes
To heart wrenching blows
It's just part of growing up I suppose
But every now and then, I do open up albums
And smile at the pure happiness of a child
At toothless grins and accomplishments
And wish I could go back and be that wild
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I really miss my childhood, like most people do. It was the happiest time of my life and absolutely carefree. I have a photo of me when I was around 8 years old, with one of my front teeth missing, but smiling so widely because I had finally learnt to drive my bicycle without any supports! The happiness in that photo is so infectious, so one can stop themselves from smiling when they see it. I just wish I felt that happy about anything at all these days...but it always feels like I don't really deserve it. But I'm glad I had such a nice childhood that I can look back at with joy in my heart, because that's a special thing in itself.
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With love,
Loonazure
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