I miss being three

A song I wrote about six months ago. It makes no sense as a poem, so sorry about the way it's read.

 

 

Nothing ever happens

Because nothing ever

Ever happens

Were so bored

Half asleep

 

 

When it rains

At least it’s something

When it’s cold

At least it’s something

When I’m a b***h

At least I’m something

Anything

Something

 

 

Time moves

I don’t

Seconds, minutes, hours

Does it, even, matter

Any more

I’m

Such

A bore

 

 

Thirty degrees

I used to enjoy

Where did it go?

Where did it go?

 

 

Three feet of snow

Used to make me happy

Where did it go?

Where did it go?

 

 

I miss

Being

Simple minded

I miss

Being

Three

 

 

Where did I get this mind?

Left it all behind

Where did I get this mind?

I guess, it’s, growing up

I guess, it’s, inevitable

 

 

I miss being three

 

Reviews

[Emily Elizabeth]

I can't believe it! This poem explains how I've been feeling recently! Nearly made me cry too! What a fantastic poem- I absolutely adored the flow, the pattern and the set-up! You've written this so very well, and so very accurately. Definitely one of the best things I've read so far!

Keep it up, dearie! Ps, Liam sent me :P

[Laura McQuillan]

i love it but i hate it, I cant believe footprints in the snow dont make you happy anymore! how is that even possible!?

[Liam]

I'm not even going to read it again, because last time it made me cry. That's how powerful it is, so well done and thanks for complimenting Burnhope Drive.