Old times*!*

by -nOt*sUrE-   Sep 26, 2004


Sunny days
as a kid
i sat outside
and wished my dreams
so many things
i looked forward to
so many friends
i could trust
my childish fears
seemed so small
now my life
is diifferent it seems
rainy days
as a teen
i sit inside
and fear my thoughts
so few things
there is to count on
only a few friends
there for sure
my teenage fears
are so real
oh the ways
i miss the old times

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