we were rugrats once

I want to go
Back to those days
When we would play
Tag and when my 
Favorite color
Was blue and I 
Daydreamed of power rangers
And asked myself how 
Airplanes could stay up

I want to lose my
Sense of maturity
And my uptight 
Worrying personality 
And become my 
Innocent laid back 
Former self 

I don't want to
Have to worry about
Whether I will succeed or
Feel like I have to
Keep proving myself to 
Something or
Someone 

I miss when my
Biggest worry was
If my peanut butter 
And jelly sandwich
Would have the crusts cut
Off

And now I have to
Worry if I'm passing 
Or failing and which 
Colleges I want and which
Ones don't want me

Back then we turned on
The TV and all the violence
We saw was POW!
and BANG! as
Batman fought
Crime 

Now we have to 
See men dying for
Their country and hear
About women and children
Being raped and killed
And people starving
And towers falling

We used to think
Girls were icky and
Had a chronic dieasease
That we called cooties

Today all boys think
About is girls and there's
Guys who only see them 
Like an object 
A symbol of sex and desire 
And all they want is 
To fuck them 
But in the end all they end
Up doing is fucking them

I want to shed off 
The years that have
Passed like a heavy 
Winter coat like I did 
When I was six
And came in from playing
In the snow

I want to see again
Through the eyes of
A child

I want to be able
To feel like I'm
Alive again not 
Just an overworked
Robot

I want to be able to
Spend a day in the 
Backyard like it was 
An African savanna
Or a Brazilian rainforest

I want 
To once again
Be a child

  

i hear you

it was a lot simpler back then. growing up is overrated. i enjoyed your penultimate stanza about playing in the backyard the most. those were some good times... good write and welcome to the showcase poetry site.

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