When I was little
I used to think two parents were a rare thing
And every heart was meant to sing
It didn't matter either way
But what did matter was your say
When I was little
I could truly live
I was never afraid to give
I'd freely dance
With a joyful prance
When I was little
I was healthy
And oh so stealthy
I could easily run and hide
Whether in or outside
When I was little
I didn't stay up late
And never did I harbor hate
I could have a peaceful night
Without a person in sight
When I was little
I didn't care
About the annoying stare
I was just me
For the world to see
But things change
And our lives are rearranged
We're not the same little kids
We've got the cap on our lids
We're not as free
To be
What we desire
Instead, whatever will hire
YOU ARE READING
Into the Mind of Yours Truly
PoetryThis is mostly just a collection of poems and the occasional rant but some parts may just be fun facts about me. It's mostly filled with the randomness that is me.