four years bold
and what she said made me realize...im old
she wanted to fly above the sky
where yellow, blue, and red collide
as she descrined to me
her fantasies
i looked in her eyes and all i could see
was me
once so bright a little child
has grown up not so wild
leaving behind dreams torn apart at the seams
im an adult
with life stuck at a halt
where did she go and why cant i find
the blurred line
of innocence now lost
and was it worth the cost
when i look outside i try to see
the colors colliding above me
and if i close my eyes tight enough to see the colors swirl
its easier to find that little girl
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