Inner Child

When you were a kid 

You colored with gusto

Making so many lines, shapes and squiggles 

When you were a kid you colored outside the lines 

You drew purple trees that hid orange cows

And pink birds flying in a green sky

When you were a kid you imagined new creatures unseen by mankind

On paper you brought them to life

But only when you were a kid.

When did you learn to color inside the lines

Society taught you only 

paint what you see, write what is taught and to echo what others say

Green trees, blue skies, and only animals of this world. 

When did you learn to listen so well 

When did you become a follower

How long did it take to conform to the outlines 

The directions presented to you

When did you lose this magic of childhood

I think you should paint what you imagine 

Write what you feel 

And speak of your passions

I think you deserve to be individual

I think there should be more magic in the world

I think your inner child has magic to share and needs you to be her ally. 

I know what i'm asking is difficult 

But I will ask all the same 

Please my friend, let the world bask in the glory of your inner child's magic once again.