something about age makes us stop trusting life.
nothing's as simple, nothing as sound
as when i was young and loved all that i saw.
its more scary to fall from more high off the ground.
i thought i'd be happy forever and ever,
but life's complicated now, messy, and sad
i fought for my innocence, fought life and lost.
i didn't keep smiling, and i wish that i had.
but some things remind me of who i once was:
cookies and flowers, sunshine and snowfall.
i like to think back to the happy i knew
i don't wanna forget that, don't want to at all.
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