I close my eyes and ask myself
what is that I miss alot
oh yes how can I forget
I miss my childhood innocence
where I did not have to lie
where I could speak freely
the way I used to smile
with all my heart
while today I wear smiles
to match with my dresses
I miss the tears I could cry
in front of everyone
and today no matter how hurt
I cry under my pillow
I could dance to the music
and jump in the rain
today I dance on others fingertips
and I am afraid of rain
I close my eyes and ask myself
what is that I miss alot
no I don't miss my childhood
I miss my childhood innocence
A contest entry
- Better then the rest. by l33t-n1nj4.
500 points, ended September 2, 2008, 5 entries
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Comments
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I agree I miss mine too. The innocence of a child is like nothing else, and having that innocence makes life seem much more grand. Great Job!!!

