Children in this Naive World
As children
we cant wait to find independence and grow up
but we could never predict
that we would be entirely consumed by the grasps of society;
starvation and worthlessness
the lack of value
that has us seated, wondering
if the simple task of taking our eyes off the wall and falling out of bed
could allow a little
hope
into the crevice of our bodies.
but do we want it to get better?
no
this abyss of lonliness has helped us understand truth
some form of truth
the entity of life lies in your own hands
so what is the rush?
to escape your childish antics to be
drowned with sorrow.
to no longer be able to imagibe the simple joys that used to perplex
your mind
no, stay forever young
never let the world take that from
you.
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