When I was little
I didn't have a care
I'd run and play
And barely brush my hair
I wasn't much bothered
By my unusual life
I'd just go with the flow
And rarely felt strife
When I was little
Life was mostly fun
Laughing and singing
With just about anyone
I didn't stress much
About bills and romance
When an opportunity arose
I wasn't afraid to take a chance
When I was little
I felt so much love
I questioned very rarely
Not even if there's a God above
I didn't think about
Such serious matters
My discussions consisted of
Only frivolous chatter
But now I'm grown
And life is so tough
I sometimes feel
Like I've just had enough
I want to run away
Or going into hiding
This is the truth
That I'm confiding
I don't feel much joy
I stress all the time
Sometimes I feel
Like I'm losing my mind
And I wish and I pray
Though I'd never tell
That I was little again
That would be so swell
To not have a care
Nor a single concern
To not have to think
But only have to learn
To be little again
Would just be so great
But I cannot go back
And that is just fate
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