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People that I meet and pass
In the city's broken roar,
Faces that I lose so soon
And have never found before,
Do you know how much you tell
In the meeting of our eyes,
How ashamed I am, and sad
To have pierced your poor disguise?
Secrets rushing without sound
Crying from your hiding places -
Let me go, I cannot bear
The sorrow of the passing faces.
- People in the restless street,
Can it be, oh can it be
In the meeting of our eyes
That you know as much of me?
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Sorry if you don't like it made it real fast btw its a free verse
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Childhood
By...
Everyone says it’s the best years of your life
For the lucky ones it is
But others get the raw end of the deal
When they're having a blast
The other kids grow up to fast
And they don’t know what childhood is
Their parents study with them for their next quiz
While our parents are working
And those unluckier than us...we're there alone
And when they're asking for a new phone
We ask for a small chicken bone
So many people are going on vacation
But we ask ourselves when is our vacation
When do we get a break
When can we be a kid
But when we grow up we know how to work
We know not to make the mistakes like our parents
We’re careful
And that's what makes up stronger
Childhood is just years in your life