Child at Heart

Staying young is what we yearn for

Yet forced maturity and a poker face is what we strive for

We teach the young to live free and wild

Yet we teach the wise to live only for tomorrow

The young can laugh, make mistakes, and play

But the advanced in years have to work, know all, and force our emotions to fade

So as we grow older we let our creativity slowly die

The grave of all innocence we once had but now lost is where they now lie

We desire to visit but know we can not

So we leave our young selves buried to rot

We keep that part of our lives a secret to the world we fear

And use other outlets to force down our old fears here

It’s not until we are almost expired, that we realize what we have become

We regret the lies in this life we have long lived and now only long for what we now know is to come

But it’s too late and we breathe our last breath that we have to now overcome

We find our grave that stores our true selves to uncover the grounds that holds our trust

To now retreat ourselves and lay and once again become dust