When I was a kid, there were;
Purple skies and pink rivers,
Paper cranes and wooden toys.
The world was only as big as,
The candy shop around the corner.
The big blue ocean,
Fit itself into the sound of a seashell,
And hide and seek was only a game.
But today, I hide behind the solace of my words,
As the same big blue ocean threatens to sink me.
My skies and rivers are both blue, too.
There are no cranes or toys.
And my world hasn’t grown any bigger.
It all fits into a tiny smartphone.
I realise it’s all a hoax;
To grow up.
So today, maybe;
I didn’t walk around the puddle,
I remembered to colour outside the lines,
And all my little paper boats,
Slowly sailed back to me.