I really do love a good hat,

On my favorite hat there is a rat.

IM OLDER NOW,

WHAT THEY SAY IS TRUE,

TIME MOVES FASTER

I’VE GOTTEN RID OF MY BABY SHOES

I HAVE TO REMIND MY SELF, THERE IS STILL GOOD IN THIS WORLD,

AND NOT EVERYTHING IS FIXED BY GLUE,

IM OLDER NOW,

IT SEEMS THE COLORS HAVE FADED,

I HAVE MOVED FROM CRAYONS TO PENS,

I HAVE TO WAKE UP AND GO TO WORK, TIME AND TIME AGAIN.

I AM OLDER now,

i wish we still played pretend

the week days and weekends blend,

i miss my best friend,

im older now….

i wish i couldn’t see the dead end,

I WISH I HAD NEVER MOVED FROM CRAYONS TO PENS.

ROBOTS AROUND ME

Running around on a Friday night,

Over everyone they have seen tonight,

Buying anything to make them feel alright,

Obsessed with being the next big thing,

They forgot to stop and look around,

And realize the things you let down,

Slow down,

Run free,

Out into the world,

Under the stars,

Never look back,

Don’t forget why you are here,

Move the world,

Every second you receive.

I don’t actually like to rhyme my writing, Or write about someone I haven’t met yet, I don’t know you. But this is about you. Not me, u.

You were a flower picking maniac A record collecting brainiac, You never cared much for your shoes, Always barefoot was your muse, So the sun had soaked your hair That left a rose scent in the air, A bit exotic to the taste,

But left Beaty on your face.