By Mazie Bishop
Running from all that is under thier bed,
They don’t know it,
But its all in thier head.
It just feels so real to them.
We ran free once,
and there was nothing anyone could do to stop us,
from running free from,
Do you remember when we were warriors,
when we were royalty,
when we were anything we wanted to be.
Do you remember when the scrapes on our knees,
were our biggest concerns.
That was the only thing that could slow us down.
And then we grew up,
They’re wild like we were once,
nothing could have caught up to us,
now we sit and wonder how,
We lost our youth, we lost our crowns.