I just wanted to remain a little boy
not because I hated growing up
and loved childhood like many do
I wanted to be little because I fed
on my imagination something
growing up robs many of...I wanted
to look at birds and hear them speak
to have conversations with the clock
while my heartbeat races each tick
instead of strong I wanted to be weak
to always lean on shoulders present
I wanted to build castles in the air and
place them on a white canvas in print
like they were actually there...
I wanted to love like a child... truly
all out without a single doubt...
I wanted to laugh at everything even
if nothing was funny, I really wanted
to be young because that was all
I was good at...but sadly the world
always succeeds in all its deeds...
it changed me into the adult it needs
& until today the corpse of my slain
innocence lies unburied and bleeds