Missing the way things use to be

Maybe the world is insane or maybe it’s just me.

                All the laughs, all the smiles, I miss the way things use to be.

Together no obstacle we could not face till, that bond  was broken by one word.

 All the screams, the lies, the things they want you to hear to make you feel good about yourself.

 I miss the way things use to be.

I know times have changed you have to grow up right?

NO MORE they didn’t mean it.

its innocent till proven guilty.

 Good people living the dream sending me signs in the sky.

I miss the way things used t be.

Down the steps that lends to dirt then to grass trying to mold my future but, things have to get hurt sometimes.

 I said cry then die,

I’m tired of the yelling the fussing and fighting tell you one thing you do another and before you do its little smack, smack, smack with your lips

Invisible -yeah that’s the way I like it.

 I can be myself

Wanting these things I have no clue about.

Close your eyes and I’m not even there but, when you open them and everything disappeared you feel the need  to speak

(um goodbye).

When the world stops and everyone goes mute.

I miss the way things use to be.

 The best happiness existing only in my imagination,

i write in pen to cross out the hateful words

 I miss the way things use it be.

Pieces of paper rip from my heart.

I sing songs that mostly describe me all my thoughts, thoughts, thoughts, and scribbles .

I’m a poet that’s me

                But, I really really miss the way things use to be.

Reviews

[Joe_VILOT_]

really enjoyed that makes me think of myself sometimes =)

[Black Raven]

thank you so much