I hate poems. but im in a mood.

When I was younger, the future seemed so bright.
Mom and Dad were the brightest and my beacons of light.
A mother's kiss eased the pain of the biggest boo-boo,
and no one kissed boys because they were stupid
Fairy tales weren't just stories, they were how-to books of love.
Classmates wondered why you couldn't afford gloves.
and everything seemed a little more okay,
just because.

--- At work, a two year old swore up and down that her very pregnant mother was going to give birth to a girl and her slightly overweight father was going to pop out a bouncin baby boy.
Why?
Because girls gave birth to girls and boys had the boys.

I miss those days when the most off the wall reasonings seemed the most logical.


<<<<<<<< so ends the failed experiment of whether or not I should be taking medication, the