Playground Eyes

Thank you MCR<3

Her eyes were a golden brown before something took the life out of them, 

And her cheeks were a rosie red,

 until something took the color out of her skin.

The world to her used to be a playground, 

and she used to go high on the swings and touch the sky, 

and play on the monkey bars and going down the slide. 

Life was happy then.

She was innocent then.

But something took it all away, stealing 

The fun from her playground eyes.

The playground rusted and was sent to crumble,

Making it dangerous for her to play on,

But still she tried to rekindle the fun.

No matter how many times she knees were scraped 

Or her arms were cut, 

She still stood up and kept on going trying to be happy again.

She still swings on the swings,

Only this time she's chasing angels that have floated way to far away

I still go on the playground sometimes, and I see the little girl there,

I look at her smile and her deep brown eyes and think to myself:

"Where did it all go wrong?"