Gunny Sack
Sometimes it feels like I want to be a child again.
To roam about the room, to dance in the rain.
Sometimes it's fine to roam aimlessly, act like a being with no brain.
Sometimes it's okay too sleep the whole day, and act lame.
When I happened to be a child, a small child,
I played all day long, oh I was so wild!
When I tripped, I fell, I cried;
Mother came to my rescue, her touch, so mild!
I'd climb a tall tree, climb it up high,
I'd sit on a bench, I'd cry, "Oh my!
The world is so pretty, so pure today, but why?"
The grass is beautiful, the fog so mystical.
"I want to be just like you, shall I pry?"
Sometimes it's fine to be afraid of little things
To be scared of darkness, to be scared of paranormal beings;
Being scared of Potter's brooms, being scared of the Hobbit's rings
Sometimes It's okay to be a creep
And acting my favorite superheroes, "Cha Ching!!!"
O those were the days!
Wish we could get them back,
When we fooled our elder sisters in millions of ways;
When we raced in a gunny sack!
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