Can we rewind the clock?
Go back to the good days?
When we were just children.
Playing hopscotch on the sidewalk.
Shoving our face full of sweets.
Drinking cherry Kool-Aid at school.
When we were innocent.
Can't we go back?
To before we grew up?
Before the world came crashing down.
And killed all our dreams.
I'd use all my birthday wishes.
Just to go back.
To a time where I loved life.
Instead of wishing it would be over.
Can't we rewind the clock just this once?
YOU ARE READING
Diary of a Dreamer
PoetryThey say you're a dreamer Cause your eyes are sewn shut And you've got your head in the clouds They say you're like sleeping beauty Never gonna wake up until your knight comes to kiss you But it's been ages and still no sign of that white horse and...
