I remember when I was just a kid,
flowers smelt better,
colors look brighter
and I didn't know how to start a fire
Id look at the sky and see endless illusions,
cluttering my eyes and mind
so much joy in the the past
time sure does move fast
the world is dull
colors fading
flowers wilting ,
I'm older now
my parents miss when I was just a child
there was no sadness or guile
just a happy smile