Benedict Nicholson's avatarA Hopelessly Wandering Mind

Forced to
Grow up
So fast
Today.

Losing our
Childish naiveté
And wonder
At the world.

Cynicism hardens
Hearts,
Empties them
Of salient emotions.

All this to cope
With the way our world is.

Paradise gone,
Now we mourn for
Innocence Lost.

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