Where did all the good times go?
I remember being a little girl;
The only fear I had was missing the ice cream truck in my neighborhood,
Or scraping my knee when I jump off the swings.
Why do I have to carry such heavy burdens with me now?
I'm scared of things everyday,
The anxiety just builds up,
More and more, higher and higher
Until I can't avoid it anymore.
It's become a neverending cycle:
It stacks up until I break down,
But as soon as I break, it all builds up again.
"Vicious circle, release me," I plead
Yet there is no response,
Only the sound of the blood through my veins;
I can hear my heart pump,
It lets me know I'm alive,
And It'll be okay soon.
Just let me be four again,
I want to go back to that beautiful old house,
Playing with my neighbors,
Running through the streets because we had no worries,
I remember with a smile on my face.
A smile I haven't seen in years.
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