Hey everybody. This is a Shakespearean sonnet that i've written.
Used To Be..
I can remember how it used to be.
Easy school work and playing all the time.
Oh living a sweet life as a free child.
Not having any obstacles to climb.
School always felt like a walk in the park.
When math was easy and considered "cool."
Wearing those plimsolls you bought from Primark.
When the headteacher was nice and not cruel.
Being excited for your tenth birthday.
Wanting the perfect cake to celebrate.
Making sure that birthday wish goes your way.
Those were the perfect times when you thought things were great.
Going through so many anniversaries.
Continuously making memories.
