Caught Up By Age

We often thought all the delicacy on the tables was rained down like manna.

We will crave for more even at the satisfaction of our belly. Children as naive as we could be, 'life was just a rossy one'.

Where of course you ride on a white horse and hang out with teddies who could hardly speak nor feel the pain of your screaming and throwing up each time you're pissed.

Child and naiveness,

Though as their act peddle too,

Life overwhelms late