Evevona Plummer

Rookie (7/11/91 / Houston)

When My Childhood Dies - Poem by Evevona Plummer

You see it in the my eyes,
The walls are built up on me.
Delightness will replaced my guiltiness,
When my childhood dies.

Afraid to show surprising face because of my shame of be young and dumb.
It's best to hold your tongue,
When my childhood dies.

Uniqueness deemed unwisely on
One’s life must it fit in.
And wear a different skin,
When my childhood dies.

Behind adult disguise,
A too tight gown.
All naturalness shut down,
When my childhood dies.

You see it in the eyes,
At nine or eight.
Before, if that's their fate,
When my childhood dies soon.


Comments about When My Childhood Dies by Evevona Plummer

  • Rookie - 17 Points Milica Franchi De Luri (7/26/2009 3:09:00 AM)

    Little bit of the childhood stays with us forever.............very nicely penned this one (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 26, 2009



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