what changed?
what has changed:
me or what i know?
i am not who i once was,
i've grown aware of how the world is.
the bitter truths and sweet lies;
i guess ignorance truly is bliss.
i want to go back to those sweet times
having ice cream from the truck that passed by each evening.
i realized with age came a lot of things,
they told me of wisdom-
this isn't what i had expected.
when my grandmother left,
i drew her a picture for my mom to give her.
when my grandfather left,
i cried.
life changed the way i percieve life,
but i won't let this impact how i live mine.