Don't Forget Your Childhood

Burn up into flames
Wither to ash
Because of pain
From a long ago past

Started with betrayal
At my small age of 4
I didn't know then
Pain pounded on my door

At age 7,
We all moved
I realised my life
Is like very fews

Bullying disappeared
Around 3rd grade
But wasn't much longer
Until pain began to invade

4th grade fights
5th grade confusion
6th grade trouble
With a fucked-up illusion

By end of 7th grade,
I had known so much
Been through tough shit
I've shrugged off

Nobody was there
Through most of my events
I grew up quick
My childhood comes in bits

All through 8th grade,
I discovered a writing obsession
But I was going somewhere else
Leaving all in a depression

Now as I lay here
With many in my heart
I realise I'm much older
Than the body I cart

I didn't have a child hood
Although I was a child
Few tried
To make it worth our while

Growing up
Far too soon
Don't forget your childhood
For it's always enjoyable to be a buffoon