my heart lies
in those vegetable gardens and aquamarine skies
those vast woods and clothing lines
but now it is i
hung out to dry
along with my aging, exhausted mind
my childhood has, as i knew it would eventually, died.
and with every breath i attempt to desperately hide
the fact that i would do anything to once more be a child
~i want to be oblivious again
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a/n: i've been feeling nostalgic most recently
idk if i should keep this published or not i'm so bad at updating and i'm not really liking all the stuff i write idk let me know
