I wish we could go back to when we didn't worry about appearance,
what people thought,
Death
Grades
We could draw a stick figure and think it was a masterpiece.
Look forward to the future,
not worrying what will happen the following day.
Living in the present instead of worrying about the future.
My thoughts have run over this worry-free child
I've realized the mirror isn't an illusion
The words people say I hear
Worry
- Author: .......?????? (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 1st, 2022 12:36
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