I'm staring at old photographs
Where I was cradled in my father's arms
I smile and wish I was still a child
Without a care in the world and time was all I had.
Back when everything was funny,
And it felt great being silly.
Jumping up and down in bed,
Thinking I was in the clouds that were fluffy.
When you could play all day long
And laugh with the birds and then sing along.
Dance in the rain and dive under the pillows
And fear those pretend monsters.
I clasp the pictures in my hand,
Wonder where that carefree child has gone
In her place instead is a girl with a broken heart
Her dreams shattered and her laughter gone.
And I could never try and pretend
I was a Princess in my fairytale land
I knew my Prince Charming would never come
He has hurt me and was long away gone.
I can't pretend everything is funny
That I don't have anything to worry
I wish I was still a child
And I was my Daddy's little baby.
When I could wrap a hand in his finger as we walked
And my Mother would dress me up for school
Believing that no one could ever break my heart
And time was all I had.
When I would sleep and the lights were on
Hugging Mr. Teddy Bear who's the greatest friend in the world
Listen to Daddy's footsteps as he left the room
While he sings my favorite song.
Now I'm alone in bed and all grown up
Wondering where that carefree child has gone
As I noticed the gray hairs in my parents' head
And know I would never have the time.
Putting on my make-up, as I fixed my hair
I see my reflection on the mirror
Remember the time when swimming on the dirt was fun
And I could wear my mother's apron.
As I clasp the pictures in my hand
Wondering where that carefree child has gone
I wish I was still young
And all I ever had was time.
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One of my friends sent me a message that went like this:
"When we were kids, we never had watches but we had all the time in the world.
Now that we have watches, we never have the time in the world."
That made me realize that I still wish I was still a child and be ridiculous and silly.
I don't know if you do that too, but that's how I feel sometimes...
YOU ARE READING
The Girl on the Sidelines
PoetryAnd when the game is done and we’re left alone You leave me again and drive her home And you even waved goodbye To the girl who’s still waiting on the sidelines.