Who has Changed....

Sometimes time can tear to people apart and change them.

My innocence so true

Is now the wonder of you

Ever since I was young I caught your eye

So bold yet so painfully shy

Yet you still press on why?

What makes me, me and the way they were

Giving adults that spintingling burr

Society my kind they don't endue

For finding the anidote is not the cure

You were once my kind too!

Innocent in ever shade and hue

So don't make fun of many or just a few

If you were me what would you do?

It's not me who's changed it's you 

Author's Note

Please as always folks ignore my spelling and grammar. I am typing over 900 poems from old old note books and plan to edit when I get them all up.