Late Afternoons As A Boy

I remember being a little kid and just not knowing.

I went about my day like any child could,

One late afternoon in my bedroom while outside kids played.

I’ll never forget that feeling of being left inside.

As my life was passing by all I did was try to keep up.

That afternoon plays like it was yesterday,

I’ll never understand why I had to be left alone.

There were just so many unanswered questions in my mind.

Solutions weren’t really a part of the plan.

If I’d just gone to bed, I wouldn’t have bothered anyone.

The slow descent of the sun suggested my night’s end.

I was no longer going to make it back outside.

I would simply sleep and awaken to a new day.

Questions remain always as strong as they feel today.

I remember thinking, something’s wrong but I couldn’t say,

Because everyone was outside and I couldn’t play.