lil sad poem

filled with hot tears and sad dreams
closed eyes burn,
memories sting.
time doesn't heal all wounds,
we just get used to them.

where did my childhood go? it would be kinda nice to have it back. thanks

“I don’t think its over. I think we are in that in between stage. Like we are practicing to be adults, but could really be just as happy in overalls running around.”—MOH (friend since 1st grade)

i don’t know when it ended. in a telephone conversation with my dad he said “childhood is over”.

I know he was saying it to give me a reality check while i was freaking out about something and I really do appreciate it. I am in college now and I am working hard in school to do something with my life, not because the state requires me to be in school.

Was there a cut off, a day that childhood ended?

Was there a room i walked into, is childhood a place i get permanently locked out of?

i could really rock some overalls and sit on the couch watching Hey Arnold with some mac n cheese.

i guess if we never grew up no one else would have a chance at a childhood.

i would never hurry my princess soso's childhood.