When I Was Six!

Oh, to return to the days when I was six,

No burdens to bear, just childhood tricks.

Red sand on my hands, carefree and spry,

In those innocent days, never asking why.

Though once I stumbled, no need to pretend,

Caught by a heart I should never defend.

My mind once full, my lips tightly sealed,

Dreams that screamed now gently healed.

Memories of youth, a bittersweet hue,

A past I cherish, in joy and rue.

Wishing for simpler times, without a fuss,

When school was distant, and life was a plus.

Ashamed, yet I reply, after my plea,

Diving too deep, no escape for me.

But amidst the struggle, a glimmer I see,

A chance to rise, to set my spirit free.

The music I make now feels like a quest,

To find my true self, to give it my best.

A ghost in my place, but my soul will return,

From shattered pieces, new strength I’ll discern.

Overwhelmed once, like a storm's fierce fire,

Yet I choose to rebuild, rising higher.

The same old story, the same old page,

But a new chapter begins, breaking free from the cage.

No longer feigning death, for I've found what I need,

Hope's gentle whisper, my soul to lead.

Passing on or passing out, uncertain, but strong,

Embracing the struggle, where I belong.

Many places to go, many faces to meet,

With courage anew, deceit I’ll defeat.

Once empty of love, now filled with light,

With hope in my heart, I conquer the night.

Though once they faded, their presence away,

I find new love in the light of day.

No longer hollow, with purpose I strive,

With hope in my heart, I truly thrive.