The children's eyes
are a canvas white
where u paint for good
what u think right
People come
and people go,
what they taught you,
you may never know.
People are selfish
and people are kind,
and all this is pressed on
an impressionable mind.
Pity's that
You won't remember
even their last word.
And hardly find'em again
in this heavily mobbed
indifferent world.
