PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I used to smile without a cause,

i used to play with no need for applause,

i used to be able to wake up bright and early,

around the same time i was picked on with swirley's,

i had no idea what was ahead for me back then,

now all i wish is to go back when,

life was simple, had no worries,

before all the pain and written stories,

back when i was an artist, perfecting my skill,

if i could go back i'd make sure i will,

never stop drawing no matter what i think,

all those years wasted in a blink,

back when i never knew any of the girls i miss,

when i never feared a lie whispered after a kiss,

holding it all in and hoping won't turn back time,

take my advice, believe me i have tried.