Confessions of a 9 year old:
Why is it like that , Mommy, I dont understand?
The way life is so short?
The way you bought me my 1st baton
when I wanted to twirl with the high school band?
Why are you so pale, mommy?
The way ur eyes don't shine?
The way you used to tell me,
is that all lost, with time?
Mommy can you explain to me
The workings of our lives?
Like how on earth does it start
And end with a certain rhyme?
Mommy will you tell me, why friends are the way they are?
Why they sometimes leeave behind the very ones we treasure?
I want to know the answer Mommy, please before its late.
I want to know everyhint Mommy, will you not tell me its too late?
YOu say that friends are everything, but
let me lead you by the hand
and take you through the streets
I will show you something
To make you change your mind.
Mommy why are you so pale?
Why are you not answering?
Where have you gone,Mommy ? Please tell me?
Mommy?! MOMMYYY!!!