I remember... (Bobo)
I wonder..will I ever be able to run through those fields again?
Wind in my hair, sun on my face, and a slight grin..
I wish I could go back to then, I was about ten..
I was innocent, loved life and grateful for everything..
I would lay on the grass and stare in awe at the clouds,
Interesting how memories can replay in my head but not in real life..
I'd take in every smell, every colour, every single sound..
It was my happy place and now, as an adult, I know why..
I was happy.. so every place was my happy place..
I couldn't help but feel joy and spread it with others,
No one would've known by looking at my face..
That I'd be my own torment, but now I have it covered.
I would try to make everyone laugh, at least once a day,
I didn't know why, but it felt good, so I did it,
I'd make goofy faces and I somehow always knew what to say..
I wish that could be me now, but it isn't...
but that's ok.
If I couldn't make someone happy,
I couldnt help but feel like I'd failed,
I'd hug them and tell them I was sorry..
Now I know, sometimes it's good to be sad..
Sad isn't always bad.
I remember alot of things from my childhood..
And there were so many dark things in my past..
But I chose to be happy, and I knew where I stood..
I'd use all my energy to bring forth a smile, up till my last.
I could use a kid like 10 year old me sometimes,
Actually, I have one and he's called Bobo..
I know.. funny name, but he loves it and he's mine..
He's a part of me that I won't ever let go.
Bobo is short, strong, funny and blonde with green eyes,
He see's the world with so much love in his heart,
Peter protects him, but he still likes to come out sometimes,
Sometimes he has to take over..after all he is a part...
well.. of me..
I want to thank Bobo for his precious mind,
Thank you for making me smile, at least once a day,
Thank you for seeing the world the way you do, you're a one of a kind...
Thank you.. Bobo..for choosing to stay..