Childhood


ONCE MY CHILDHOOD CAME AND ASKED ME,
HOW DO YOU LIVE;LIVE WITHOUT ME.
I ANSWERED MY DEAR CHILDHOOD,
THAT WITHOUT YOU; THERE IS NO BROTHERHOOD.

WITH YOU I WAS; A FREE LITTLE BIRD,
BUT NOW A PRISONER AS YOU HEARD.
I PLAYED ALWAYS,
WITH A LOT OF FRIENDS.
BUT NOW THERE IS,
JUST TRENDS AMD TRENDS.

WITH YOU I DID,
WORKS OF MY CHOICES.
NOW EVEN IN MY LIFE ,
THERE IS OTHER VOICES.

OH MY CHILDHOOD!
I MISS YOU A LOT,
RETURN MY HAPPINESS,
THAT ONCE I GOT.

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