Poetic Isolation

Is this really the way,

Is this really the way

Our lives go?

Back when we were three,

We rejoice over rainbow popsicles

and gentle tickles.

And though there were monsters under our beds

We feel safe under plastic stars and bedtime reads.

We don't care about the chocolates between our teeth.

We solo dance in every parties, oh we never got cold feet

But that was long ago

That was two decades ago

Two decades ago

Oh break the clock

Don't keep it intact

Please take me back

Two decades ago

Is this really the way

Our lives go?

We started hanging out with a friend.

We realize we got older than ten.

Then I don't know why

But we say 'bye' faster than we say 'hi'

Oh, we got bluer than the April sky.

Far from when we were three,

When our folks are content and proud

Just to hear us sing our ABCs out loud

But that was long ago

That was two decades ago

Two decades ago

Oh break the clock

Don't keep it intact

Please take me back

Two decades ago

Oh, oh-ho~ two decades ago

When we weigh more than our weight, school grades, and medals

When we matter more than who we are on the phone

When trust is thicker than our payslips

I never said this before and show

But I never want to grow old nor let time further go

When I was three and free

two decades ago

But that was long ago

That was two decades ago

Oh break the clock

Don't keep it intact

Please take me back

Two decades ago

Hello beautiful creatures! Written above is a song (technically, it's not a song because it doesn't have a melody, but I'd like to call it one because I sing it when I read it) I just finished writing a week ago. I don't feel exactly well for quite some time and the pain makes me reminisce about my childhood. Though it isn't perfect, it feels way better than today.
Here's to growing old!

love lots,
Tin

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