We could be the oldest of our age group. <br />But could act the foolish of our class. <br />Not because we're idiots. <br />But because we're kids within. <br />We never really wanted to grow up. <br />But we got caught up in the river of time. <br />We still play those childrens games, <br />Because there's nothing more fun to play. <br />So what if we run around like the little kids. <br />In the end we know we'll have life long friends. <br /> <br />Each child different from the rest. <br />Some happy, others sad, but they always find each other. <br />Some want to run around laughing like clowns. <br />Others just want that hug their parents never gave them. <br /> <br />You can go by a busy street, and can always tell one thing. <br />Who still embraces their child within, and who let their's loose long ago. <br />They can walk by with a sly grin on their face. <br />Or knock your shoulder and scream some obsurbity. <br /> <br />Sad to see, those who let their child die off. <br />They never seem to be happy in life. <br />Ever searching, trying to get to true happiness. <br />But ignorant to the fact it left them long ago. <br /> <br />i'll leave the rest to see what she can think of<br /><br />Shannon Nicole<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/child-within-unfinished/
