I wanted to see the world in your eyes,
It's not really much to my surprise,
That it's bright and beautiful
It gave me a warm feeling that I couldn't quite place,
It reminded me of my childhood, my heart began to race,
This nostalgic feeling flutters in my chest,
I used to be so carefree,
Went and climbed every tree,
Didn't worry about being dirty,
Now I stay inside,
I miss the way I used to be,
But then I looked through your eyes,
And saw a little me, playing in a field,
Nostalgia washes over me,
It seems it won't let me be,
I can't quite name it,
I looked at the world through my eyes,
But all I saw was darkness,
It has to be lies,
Cause when I looked with how you see,
Everything is just so pretty,
It even makes the night brighter,
The stars are bright and light up the night,
But in my eyes they're dull
Once again that nostalgic pull,
What is it? I need to know,
It's on the tip of my tongue,
I can't be the only one,
My childhood is long gone,
This feeling is so alien to me, I feel it doesn't belong
I walked along the tracks, like I did when I was young,
I heard the train and my heart sped up,
I hesitated and then left them,
But before I used to just run,
And then it hit me, this nostalgic feeling, was a hopeful one
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Living In The Mind's Cage
PoetryThe poems start inexperienced, I was younger then. As you read further it shows my growth as a person and my fallbacks. Maturing slowly through each one. It's my mental journey. These are poems are my outlet and help me with my issues when I can't d...
