Distant
poem by:
Liz Luna
Written
on May 03, 2018
We rush to grow but the days go slow It feels like really long ago When we were outside playing tag We go home to hear mother nag This is how she becomes our foe We play pretend and make a show We become people we don't know And with our friends, we grow apart We rush to grow We see them but don't say hello Emotions start to flow I want to go back to that time When we were partners in crime My feelings I need to stow We rush to grow
Tags: Sad, Confused, Abstract, Weird, Wishful,
