Childish Behaviour - Poem by Dick Bigalow
Childish behaviour is what I’m made of, nothing I can change but something I can avoid. Seeing life as a bike where mistakes leave scars, always there until the day we die.
Childish behaviour is what keeps me up, seeing things as innocence as a big lie, Acting like a kid not knowing where to go, hoping to find my one and only goal.
All these words surround me, changing my type of view; all I can do is try and fit in the group. No love is possible at this state of mind. So stop to think and be what is socially right.
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