sometimes i miss being a kid
but what i really miss is my innocense
there was a world out there, all my own
call me crazy, but that was my home
the grass was a little bit greener
and people were a lot less meaner
my eyes were wide open
and the days were a lot hopeful
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My writings and poems
I don't think i'm a good writer. I don't even think I'm good at anything, and if you want to waste your time reading these so called 'poems' go right ahead. I'm just sorry they're not as great as I would like them to be.
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