Can I go back
To when I was young?
When I was care free,
And had so much love.
Always smiling
With no fears in my mind.
When I had so many friends,
And everyone was kind.
When I played outside,
And got burnt by the sun.
When we only got upset
Because we couldn't have fun.
Can I go back
To the good old times?
When kool-aid made my heart race ,
And the sun would actually shine.
Can I please go back
To when I would smile?
To when this heart was pure
At least for a little while.
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Forever Falling
PoesíaLife always finds away to knock us down, and this is the poetry of the things that continue to make me fall. The sad thing is I can never catch a grip on life so I'll continue to fall.... forever.
