yesterday i was just an innocent kid
today i don't remember the person i used to be
isn't time funny
a cruel practical joke
that reminds us our existence is fleeting
force a laugh and fake a smile
yes, time makes fools of us all
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PoetryA collection of poems about trauma, grief, addiction, childhood, and loss.
the clock
yesterday i was just an innocent kid
today i don't remember the person i used to be
isn't time funny
a cruel practical joke
that reminds us our existence is fleeting
force a laugh and fake a smile
yes, time makes fools of us all