Young, Reckless, Wild, and Free!

Still trying to count 123, ABC,
The stage of the world was through we and we could be anyone, anything

From superheroes like captain underpants, Ben 10, spy kids, power rangers,

Or villains from the Grinch, the big bad wolf, Mr.Scrooge, captain hook,

We could have had any adventure

From the very hungry caterpillar, the giving tree, where the wild things are

Instead we become the diary of a wimpy kid,

The world was our Lego set ready to build anything we see fit
You could say that back in the day it was LIT, we were LIT
Because we were personification architects
Disguising trees, rocks, snow, and flowers
To speak to us in ABC, 123, 123 ABC,
…Young. Reckless. Wild. and Free,

We were Waldo waiting to be discovered like a distinct planet

Playing tag, tag you’re it!

Running frantically to nowhere, only toward a garden of simplicity,

S-l-o-w m-o-t-i-o-n, fast forward actions, forget about science!

We are science!
Before Bill Nye the science guy came on our television screen

We were scientist!
Adults spoken to us in dictionary tone, and words were our treasures,
Or jewelry, or new shoes to show off,

Time was was so simple, how adults have changed time, how men

and women changed time!

Trees tarnished, rocks crumble, Snow melted, flowers broken,

Words were no longer something we worshiped

and don't get me wrong

The world is still a stage, but for all the wrong reason

Our world has gotten smaller, "what is this, what is that"

They said curiosity killed the cat in the hat

Knowledge stabbed us in the back

Our movements have become restricted as if we are puppets

Stringed by our own conscious,

Like a room filled with orchestras telling you

"Ring around the Rosie,

a pocket full of poise

ashes, ashes

we

all

fall

down",

Our former self was buried in a grave

Even the tombstones around us were giving us flowers,
No this can’t be! ABC, 123, 773-Past-Me
E.T phone home, E.T phone home, E.T phone home!
How have we become so
Alone.