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Childhood Is.. 5-02
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2006 I am alone in my room
Trying so hard just to fall asleep
Mom has already read to me
We said our goodnight prayers
But now I lie staring into the dark
Light lobsters crawl upon my floor
Reach for the music box which sits so high
Stand upon the edge of my bed
Tippy toes
Reaching above my five foot bookshelf
Turn the knob and calmly drift to sleep
Whenever I hear a music box
With its high pitched sounds of joy
I am back in bedroom, 1994
Curling under my fluffy down covers
Snuggling close to my favorite Lion King character
Blissfully falling back to sleep
To dream my sweet dreams
Playing with Barbies and dolls
But that’s not my story
My story is about April 9, 2006
As I lie awake in my bed
Worrying about life and hoping for tomorrow
Unsure about the future
Wishing for the past
Knowing I’ve made too many mistakes
There’s no way I can go on innocently
No way am I ready for what tomorrow brings
That’s when I realize
Childhood is never worrying
Childhood is never caring about tomorrow
Childhood is living day by day
Childhood is being happy about life
No matter what goes wrong
