TheSilent Loudness


Growing Older - Poem by TheSilent Loudness

Let us run away and act as if we are still children
With not a care in the world and not a mouth to feed but our own
Let's hold hands and play tag until the light goes down
And the streetlights go on, when we return to our homes
To watch cartoons and fall asleep before nine
So we can dream of space until our parents call us to rise and shine
Let us be kids, let us be young, let us not care
When we were young we wanted to drive but now a license is not to live
When we could drive we wanted to smoke and drink, to die, that and this
And now all we want is to revoke all those things
And be but an infant in a stroller
To rest for a while before it is over
Oh how I hate, no, dislike growing older

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, October 25, 2013


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