The Times

Excuse me,
have you seen a big guy carrying a giant clock?
I need to see him
to ask whether he could bring my times back
The times when I didn't know anything and it was fun
(but the heck, I don't know nothing up 'til now)
At least I didnt know such things as responsibilities,
burdens, demands, expectations

At the first place, you got this whole new splendid ideas:
where to go, what to do, when does it all come to due
I felt it was just like yesterday
Now, you don't even know where you're at
can't comprehend much of what you're doing
stuck in here, stuck in there
and then you get to the point saying,
"What the hell??"

But maybe, it's useless to get back to the jolly times
Maybe it won't feel the same anymore
'cause I'm a polluted creature now

Originally written,
April, 7th 2010
1:21pm