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
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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.