Days of Old

November 3, 2011
I think back to my days of old,
the days when I believed every story I was told,
where those days go?
When did I suddenly grow?
When did lose track of who I was?
Oh days of old,
where have you gone?
The days when I believed every story I was told,
when do go wrong?
When did I go right.
when did I lose track of who I was?
Oh days of old,
where have you gone,
the days when I believed every story I was told,
when did my eyes start to dim?
When did my cheeks get the tear stains?
When did I lose track of who I was?
Oh days of old,
where have you gone,
the days I believed every story I was story I was told,
when did my face become so unfamiliar,
when did my body become like theirs?
Oh days of old,
where have you gone,
the days I believe every story I was told,
when did I lose track of who I was,
and when do I get to find my self again.





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alicecullen said...
Dec. 2, 2011 at 2:58 pm
loveee this one :)
 
Loki17 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Nov. 24, 2011 at 3:46 pm
Great work! This could be a song!
 
Kayla12w said...
Nov. 23, 2011 at 2:31 pm

Great! I could read it 1000 times

 

 
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