Life
As a child so carefree yet curious;
not knowing what'ss going on the next day.
Crying out in laughter and tears;
adults don't hear, when u have nothing to say.
Suddenly you're older;
more mature and bolder.
Believing you can acomplish it all isn't a option anymore;
You've let life go by like a foreclosed store.
What happened to that child;
so carefree yet curious.
Now not long after, oh how so serious.
The life of the young was stole from within;
or was it by chance, simply given?
Life is too short to let it go by;
Live it to the fullest or you'll only wonder (WHY?)
Dont take it forgranted young one.
Becasue soon you'll be done;
And knowone will know or care that you're gone.
Why are we so desperately eager to LIVE;
Yet so foolishly eager to DIE??
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