The years are rolling quickly by,
Nostalgia creeps and makes me cry,
Memories of carefree days long gone,
Erase the present day and what's gone wrong,
Living in the past is becoming a habit,
I forget the present and literally just sit,
Spending hours at any one time,
Thinking about the youth that was once mine...
The present day is good for some things,
Like my wonderful girlfriend and all the socialising,
But with that comes a heavy reliance on myself,
To work hard and play hard, to not be shelved,
This is why the years gone come back to me,
The magic of youthful innocence I can finally see,
Other adolescents crave for independence,
I'm the opposite, I need others independence...
As within myself, there is no confidence...
Just a yearning for youthful innocence.
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