When we all were so young
Naive of this world that we have to face
Full of the passions for our future
Believing the fantasy that all is achievable
I remember a time
When I were so fooled
Blessed from the knowledge
Of the pain that our world contains
These are my tearful recollections
Of a youthful time of past
For we all grow up and let go
Of a love that has to warp
Into our vision of self hate
And dementation of our surrounding friends
Isolation of our innermost secrets
Where once only innocence romped
There I recall, and mourn their loss
My tearful recollections
by Desiree Divinity Roberts