It doesn’t feel the same,
I can’t hear kids screaming at the park across the road as they swing on the swings
or spin on the merry-go-round,
there’s no ice cream truck around,
just me and my home,
No.
This house
I grew up,
I see flaws in the world,
I don’t have the naivety anymore,
I don’t get shielded from the problems of the world anymore,
I would give everything to go back to a time where...