When things were simpler
Raindrops were considered joyous
And not a nuisance to our activities
Your clothing didn't matter
As long as you were in—the game I mean
When things were simpler
Not having mega money wasn't a crime
As long as you could afford the balloons strung to that hard paper
When things were simpler
Being naive was glorious
You needed not to feel the weight—that of the world
But now, like Merlin, you carry it on your shoulders
Is it a blessing or a curse?
No answer for that one
Everything changed—why?
You grew up.
By: Sambasy
Woww, this is a really beautiful piece. Thank you❤️
ReplyDeleteThank you too ❤
DeleteThis is awesome
ReplyDeleteKeep it up
Thank you very much.
DeleteGone are those good days
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