Don’t ever let the adult you
Grow up so much
That the child you
Dies
Break out the box of crayons
(if you still have ’em)
Buy a box
(if ya don’t)
Turn off your mind
And just color like you did
When you were a kid
Free from worry
Free from judgement
Free from rules or beliefs
Our adult selves hold onto
For whatever reason we do
Free From the weight of all the things that over complicate our lives and waste our time and energy
Free to feel the excitement from the simple things again
Do this
And you’ll start to remember
the joy and love and excitement
You felt
As a child
All from a box of colored wax
And a piece of paper.
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