My Odyssey

of a kid till 3

When I was a little guy,
I fear, I thought, I was suppressed, I lost,
I didn't think a lot, I did what I'd taught.
Now I know that he was me and it was just my start.

They were happy days and silent nights,
I looked around, watched the city lights,
Everyday was new, every wind was fresh.
I could just surmise and was nice,
So I left the decisions for the minds of others,
I only did the tasks which were given by mother.
Everyone loved me, I thought the picture fits in frame,
But I was wrong like I had always been.
In my life..., I'd always been in fame.

Author's Note

well it is longer in original.. and uses singular stuffs

Reviews

[Mitchell J.U.]

From birth our lights start to turn on one by one. Like candles on a birthday cake they are milestones to our realizations of our consciousness. Here is to more candles in your future. It's good to look back and figure out you had nothing figured.