Remembering days when

we were children

restlessly innocent

we’d run around and play

jump around and say

i can’t wait to grow up

up until that day.

everything gets harder


they all get farther.

we forget why we are living


whether life was really given.

until we never stop to smell the air

until we never care

to watch the sun go down

until we never cry before a crowd

for shame

we’ve lost all innocence

distance ourselves

until life makes sense

older now

we’ve loved and lost friends

colder now

learned to meet ends

calloused and proud

searching then found

and then, lost again.

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