i miss being young
i miss being cared for and shown love
i remember you stayed up playing with my hair
'til my innocent tired eyes closed
i remember you playing with me and letting me win
as you have yet to teach me that winning isn't the goal
i remember i told you everything
i used to sit with you and tell you what's going on in my life
who has hurt me and who has stolen my toys
i miss being young
as now we sit in silence with the radio up full
as you take me to school
we don't talk like we used to do
i realised there is no time in our busy adult lives
but i see you always try find a way to make time for me
i can see that you're tired, life is getting too difficult for you
so i'll swap roles with you, i'll take care of you and show you
my love, as after all, you raised me and helped me get through
everything, now it's my turn
i'll take care of you till the end, i promise
i miss being young
and seeing my mother happy
About the Creator
Leanne Heatley
Just started writing again. All my pieces are very personal and mean a lot to me.
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