Childhood
How did my childhood days
ended?
Within a blink of an eye
I have found myselfinside the dream
that is to hard to escape from,
Even if I try to wake up
from this dream
But I find it hard,
to get back to my childhood days,
My age, is nor depleting
and I'm starting to lose my childhood
appearance,
I'm getting old now and then,
Although the morning
of each day
do look the same,
As I try to escape
I happen to live in the past,
And it hurts my stomach,
Feeling like I can take out
these pains out of my system.
I remember my first day at school
and how much fun
I've spent with my friends,
And how forks used to yell
at me
and how many times I used
to get myself to trouble,
With happiness,
and having no worries
and sorrows about tomorrow,
As I sit in this chair
I quietly visit my childhood days,
and wonder how did they ended
so soon,
If I'd known I could've took pictures
of my good days
Author: Lyricist
Date: October 2019
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