I remember myself when i was young.
I had no worries i only wondered which game to play.
How many times in my thoughts i've sunk.
I feel i am totally a different man today.
I smoke cigarettes flames going up through the ceiling.
Do i really want to go back be a little child? .
Is it really true or is it only a feeling.
I want to rewind&go back run around be wild.
Years rushing through, i feel the heat.
Life is passing fast, very quick.
Now nothing really makes my heart beat.
I am living an illusion, a smart trick.
Everyday disapears, like magic better yet its theft.
That's the sad truth, hard to swallow.
Clock is ticking i barely have time left.
I walk confused, it's diffucilt to follow my shadow.
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I remember myself when i was young. I had no worries i only wondered which game to play. How many times in my thoughts i've sunk. I feel i am totally a different man today..................yes child age is very memeorable andwe rememebrit till our end of life.. it is worry free stage.....good write and i like ti.....10 read mine...child....school...smiley..no treacher please...henlaid ameggs.