My head, is so filled, with drama frustration.
Why does life have to be so hard?
Why can't we go...why can't we just go back.
Back to when our life was easy?
(faster)
Remember when, people stole crayons instead of friends?
Do you recall when you could count your age on your hands?
When school was just coloring and not writing ten page essays
Back then, the thing that hurt the most was a healable scraped knee,
Instead of a black n blue broken heart.
I miss the days when, I could be me with no fear.
Those days I had no regrets and nothing to be afraid of.
And if I, could speak, to grade school me,
I'd say 'Enjoy everything you got, take chances and believe in yourself'
I could go back, to when guy's were sooo much simpler.
We talked more about barbies than we ever did of boys.
I used to run from them when we were playing tag, but now I run to them with adoration.
When youu could have a co-ed sleepover, n' no one would care
And you didn't fall for your best guy friend
I miss, the days when, I could be me with no fear.
Those days, I had no regrets and nothing to be afraid of.
And if I, could speak to grade school meeee.
I'd say 'Enjoy everything you got, take chances, and believe in yourself'
You gotta believe in yourself, yourself, yourselllllf.
I miss the days when, I believed in myself.
(slow fade)
(sorry for the music type parentheses, i tried to reduce them)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem.. it reads like a song.. just missing the music here..