I am lost inside,
Like an innocent child.
I am motionless.
I’m paralyzed.
I’m losing.
I never wanted to change,
But everything got rearranged.
Now all these words don’t mean anything.
I am on my way.
Hoping to find my friends.
Corner store is still there.
Once a glance,
Now a stare.
I discern all those good times from present.
We wonder what life is like,
Once we are grown and old enough.
Now all we want is to be young again.
Oh, I’m dying.
I am on my way,
Hoping to find my friend.
All these memories,
Illustrate childhood dreams.
And what does it mean to be in heaven.
And what does it mean to be alive.
And…..
I am on my way,
Hoping to find my friend.
All these memories,
Illustrate childhood dreams.
Don’t you look at me and
Don’t you question me and
Don’t you wonder why I’ve,
Altered my direction.
I am on my way,
Hoping to find my friend.
All these memories,
Illustrate childhood dreams
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