Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Take me to the park


Well take me to the park. I don't like it here. I remember I was too small to care. Days back then when dreams were little and everything else around was enormous. Just shorts and hair that falls back. Back to where noone stares at your small mass. You were care-free. You don't get to comb or impress, you just care to breathe. Its somewhere noone judges you there. Everyone is your friend. And if you fell off, mom is always there to take care of. The sky is open and you kept playing no joking. Only your favorite show is waiting for back home. You didn't stop every once in a while and wonder why you stammer. You climb and fall. Game by game. Been through 'em all. And if you fell, you cry, you go for a warm hug, you get the pain out, and all the love in. Then you go back and give it one more try. It wasn't easy it was hard. You weren't strong you were thin. Life was hard, though you didn't make so many quotes about it. You always had someone to go back to, now you may still have, but you don't want to. This place was giggly noisy. It was fun, it was harsh. Where on earth and when did we become so smart? Life shouldn't be lived that way. You should think but not with every blink. So take me to the park, or I tell you, let me try. Let me live this world as my own park. Just kiss my pain and leave me to try. I will work hard and I will fail too and every time I will climb the slide back again. I will dress like noone is looking and get back to God everyday because he makes my world so good looking. It won't be as fierce, but promise you won't get too serious. And please don't be so hard, every bad thing you tell me, just breaks my heart. I will try and expect you be my friend, but if you promise me you'll spread the trend.


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