I remember when,
The world seemed simple, even good.
The innocent thoughts of youth,
Now crashed down by a brutal flood.
I remember when,
Success was a sticker in a school book,
The simple wishes of youth,
Now gone, the stickers overlooked.
I remember when,
Good was good and bad was bad,
The direct mind of youth,
Now hidden by a PC charade.
I remember when,
Money was not the only goal
The creative fun of youth,
Preferred toys to filling the pocket’s hole.
I remember when,
I woke up to find a painful truth,
The joyful years of youth,
replaced with adulthood’s heavy hoof.
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