Back in the day I use to trade blows with my friends being really witty,
Most of the things I said were weird, slick, sly and silly,
I guess it was the kid in me, but I still had a serious tone, like I was grown,
My mother was very strict, so I had to come correct or it was a slap upside my dome,
I had to beg my mom for a clone, because I was alone, she gave me a brother,
Little did I know that since she and my dad had to work a lot, I had to assume the role as my brother second mother,
I was the overseer and manager of his time, which was quite a fond job,
Until I needed escape to find my own lane,
Insane I went questioning everything,
Being silly charming any girls in the surroundings of me,
Even when I was shy, I was still that guy that they knew was seriously silly.
*My childhood was a creative one and quite an experience. I remember all the memories and cherish them, for I learned so much from myself and what I was capable of doing, by simply listening and being in everyone’s company being witty. People enjoy a good laugh and being entertained if its given to them.
Q: What line of verse did you like?
Let me know a little about your youthful days….
Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Art, blog, blogging, culture, Inspiration, life, Literature, People, Poems, poetry, Relationships http://jixifox.me/2013/06/26/my-youthful-days/