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I want to go back to when I could curl up in bed and Disney movies would make everything feel better. I could watch Peter Pan and feel as though Neverland was around the corner waiting for me. As though all the princesses really got to live happily ever after and I didn't know that their lives were probably **** Take me back to when I didn't have bills. Or rent. Or work. Take me back to when happiness was a simple crayon drawing of the sky and some grass. When stick figures were considered great art! I want to go back to before I knew what heartbreak was. Or how hard it was falling in and out of love. Before I knew that boys meant something more than just playing dodgeball with and girls were more than just a pretty face they actually had your back. I don't know how I ever thought being a kid was so hard when being an adult is so much harder and much more sad than being a kid ever was....
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Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 11:42 PM UTC
Before growing up was cool
I want to go back to when I could curl up in bed and Disney movies would make everything feel better. I could watch Peter Pan and feel as though Neverland was around the corner waiting for me. As though all the princesses really got to live happily ever after and I didn't know that their lives were probably **** Take me back to when I didn't have bills. Or rent. Or work. Take me back to when happiness was a simple crayon drawing of the sky and some grass. When stick figures were considered great art! I want to go back to before I knew what heartbreak was. Or how hard it was falling in and out of love. Before I knew that boys meant something more than just playing dodgeball with and girls were more than just a pretty face they actually had your back. I don't know how I ever thought being a kid was so hard when being an adult is so much harder and much more sad than being a kid ever was....
I have never felt this lonely before
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Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 11:42 PM UTC
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