I Miss the Days

I miss the days when we could sit And stare at the screen for hours The only problem wandering in Was chores... but that problem wasn’t ours I miss the days when peace was the baseline And troubled waters shook rarely and soft My normal was happy, my people surrounded me It was hard to ever feel lost. I miss the days when the world was open And everything was true Blissfully unaware I stood and watched the world I thought I had an unobscured view I miss the days when my close ones were close I knew them and they knew me But people are gardens where secrets can grow And unknowingly rot the seeds I miss the days when I knew who was good And I felt lucky to be little me But most every person, myself included Woke from their blissful sleep I miss the days before my eyes rotted To see what my world has become Shared morals are trampled and goodness a joke And painfully I’m not yet numb I miss the days when I didn’t feel all the heartbreak Because back then it wasn’t revealed Everyone watches with glassy eyes What to me, had been concealed I miss the days when my issues were shallow Self consciousness was my only flaw New feelings arise and I feel paralyzed By these things that I never saw I miss the days of airy sadness Tears fell but they never did stay Now deep seated panic seems to sink to my core From the feelings I wake with every day I miss the days when I didn’t understand So many feelings and concepts and phrases And now I understand them yet I still can’t get through Walls turned not to roadways, but mazes I miss the days where I felt ok And when I didn’t I felt I could share Now it’s easier to bottle and hide behind a smile Because no one reads my blank eyed stare I miss the days where the feelings weren’t lasting Where my life could still be fun But with every new day, the more I pray To, like you, become numb.