Wednesday, 6 June 2012

Restless Soul of Childhood

Oh restless soul of childhood
What will I make of life
Is there adventure waiting 
Will I find myself in time?

My mind is busy wandering
If what I think is right
Are others so disquieted
Or are they calm at night?

If wanting more is greedy
For seeking out the truth
Then I indeed should carry on
This journey from my birth

I never felt I fit in much
Compared to peer group norm
My thoughts were complex
And bizarre for one shy and forlorn

As I look back upon my time
I now know I had to "live" those years
To realise the thoughts and dreams
Were normal childhood fears.

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