Innocence

As we grow up, there is only one thing we dream about The days of our childhood that we miss so much Transferred back to the days when we would just hideout And play with our favorite toy dolls, cars, and such Playing with everyone at the playground, not caring to know their name Sitting in the sand playing, with no clue with what’s going on around them Never growing tired or growing bored of playing a silly game Just like a flower, we just want to soak up the sun and grow from our stem But if we all stayed young and innocent in Neverland We would all be Peter Pan’s trying not to grow up in this world Making this world a playground for all to play and stand In reality though our innocence our just dreams that become furled Even though we all reminisce on our childhood, we all eventually grow up Becoming adults who will have their own kids, with innocence that we will want to lockup