Kids

All the people that you meet

They are characters within

And all the smiles you fail to see

So begins the grin

Those awkward kids you made fun of

They are real people now

That never grow up or out or old

They end up unannounced

And the little kids they used to be

When the mind fit in the mold

Got squished and wrapped and strangled

Losing all control

And this chaos still surrounds us

Like moving far away

Where home is the place to go back to

At the end of every day

And the struggle will continue

As we grow up and out and old

The flowers will be blooming

As the victories unfold

And as we march with suns held high

And moon within arms reach

I uncover the wolves eyes

And it’s heart begins to beat.

April 9, 2009