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As a Child
By Nathan Berry
We should all be like children, typically non-bias,
Like the kid who hugs everyone,
And the teen that is friends with anyone,
Having oddball friends, and enjoying looking stupid,
Like the little old lady and the girls who never shut up,
Who wish the day away because everyday is always the same,
They both agree on one thing,
We live in a nation changed,
Once with big dreams,
A young boy loses faith in him-self,
An actor who is acting,
Screwed up because of sleepless nights,
Thinking of how adults are submissive to the children,
In this vicious cycle of life,
A cute girls true desire,
Is for love, friendship, and family,
But she is dazed and confused,
In the never ending cycle of getting old,
Unlikely characters, gentle beast,
Simple minded monster in my brain,
Walking in the rain, quickly growing up,
A girl who’ll become a tease to her “friends”,
Making her-self feel better,
Because her heart is being ate away,
To the screwed up,
The rude girl, those who hates change,
To the stupid people, to those falling down,
To those beating death,
Be non-bias as a child, have a love that borders the line of insanity,
Make life your game of naked twister, both exciting and nerve-racking,
Because in life you don’t always have to look at the camera in pictures.