I seemed so
innocent then.
Thinking
the world
was sympathetic
and intriguing.
I use
to do
the most
effortless
tasks to
entertain
myself and they worked.
The days
were always
filled with
laughter
and joy from
myself, friends
and family.
And not
having a single
worry frayed
into my
mind.
What happened?
The days lingered and grew duller.
A monotonous
schedule repeated itself
day after
day.
Problems
and worries
seemed to deluge
into my
mind.
The anticipation
that my
pessimism
would dissipate
if my friends
and family
coxed me
outside
were ineffectual.
Now I know,
this is
the real
world.
