I miss the days of childhood ignorance,
The days of not knowing of the crimes of adults, when there was still wonder and hope,
I miss the days where I was sure I could change the world if I just hoped and worked hard enough,
But those days seem long gone, a distant memory I desperately cling to,
I want the world to be full of magic and color so badly I might cry,
But it doesn't seem to be in my cards, for I know too much to be content with how the world turns,
I miss the days of childhood ignorance sometimes, miss the days where I could pass off the responsibilities to adults,
But I'm an adult now and it's my duty to pick up the responsibility and try to make a world that's better.
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A Skip Down the Pathway
Non-FictionA collection of poetry exploring myself, my relationship with the world, and the relationship with the women in my life.
