Remember those days?
Those glorious days?
When worry succumbed?
To our endless plays?
Those simpler days?
When anxiety went away?
When the snap of a finger?
And a kids party game?
Before we got older?
Before life was hard?
Before we jumped from no worries?
To a full graveyard?
Remember the days?
I barely can.
All I know is I miss them.
But I've left them behind.
YOU ARE READING
//ooc poems//
PoetryCause I need to be sad sometimes. All of this, i mean all is ooc.