Now Was Then

remember and hold on
the cliff is too high
can't wave at the people i know
because the story must live
afraid of being scared
i walk in fast paces
looking funny like a pop star
clowns laugh at me
and the circus is full
the concert is too
so the music plays
in the rhythm of happiness
causing a familiar smell
i smile in a familiar way
and realize that i am far
far away like walking to school


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