Innocents
Where has our childhood innocents gone?
Where is that innocent kiss?
I long to wander back,
to that wide-eyed state of mind.
The loneliness of being grown up,
is taking a tow.
How it tears apart my soul,
leaving my insides lost ...confused.
How im lost without you.
Can't we wander back in time?
If i could stop those evil hands,
steal back my life.
I would run away,
hide where time is still ... innocent.
Hide in fields and flowers.
The wind with summer days,
is where you would find me
Why can't I find myself?
How I hate this passing of time,
An inward struggle wrestles,
alienates me,
makes me empty,
makes me callous... bitter.
Who am I?
What have I become?
All reason has left me,
flow out the window.
Broken, bruised, torn,
bleeding on the floor now
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