strolling through the park,
the laughter of children surrounding;
playing, running, making their mark.
a smile forms on thine lips, with vision clouding.

the concept of life, is an utter mess.
push through the pain, and the tears.
childhood was anything but less...
who wouldn't want to relive those years?

betrayal and lies engulf every task;
shifting eyes show anything but kindness.
heartbreak and sorrow are always masked.
society is constantly blinding us.
so be the change in your friends;
otherwise, this **** will never end.