I wish the world was still simple.
A land of primary colors and blocks,
Where words are small.
I miss the patterns,
Both the squares and circles next to each other,
And the weekly plans that never fell through.
Everything was a mystery, and yet it still felt like home.
Now, everything is still a mystery,
But it's not as comforting.
The rays of light coming through my window don't bring me joy,
And I no longer rush out of bed in seconds.
I miss when life was fun and games,
When all I had to care about was what game to play and what shows to watch.
Now, my emotions have grown beyond the five I learned,
And I've lost some along the way.
Some people say they stay a kid forever.
I wish I could.
Instead, I grew up too fast out of necessity,
Because sometimes you have to grow up in order to move on.
A mind ahead of its time in the worst way,
A child's brain shattered by reality instead of eased into it.
I miss the simplicity.
When waking up wasn't a chore,
When life didn't feel like a chore.
When life had no real purpose and yet it felt like it did.
Now, I sometimes feel lost with nothing to look for.
I try to let the simple things matter,
But it seems like everyone else is ready to leave them behind.
I grew out of simplicity before I was supposed to,
I yearn for the time I lost.
Hello! Sorry that this poem is a bit of a downer. I hope you enjoy it anyways!- Kitty