Not Like A Child's Spring - Poem by Kye Kurion
Wish I could spend my days ignorant to the world.
Because my complex thoughts always keep me down.
I use to think it was nice when boys complimented girls,
But now that I know, I can't help but frown.
Trying new things use to be so positive,
But that was a long time ago.
So much disease and early dying,
I wish I did not know.
Still in the dark light of life,
I can look forward to good weather.
Yes, all there is are happy Springs,
Springs, but nothing better.
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