The Times

Times are changing,

People ranging,

Big to small,

We hate them all.

Remember when,

We were but ten,

No one cared,

No one stared.

We enjoyed the air,

We didn't care,

We could still breath,

Those times I grieve.

Times are changing,

People exchanging,

Hateful glances,

No more chances.

 

Reviews

[Gee]

Oh to be a child again. Adulthood, parenthood bring so,so much responsibility and worries....and then we die Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

[Marisa M]

unfortunately