By Noddari

We, adults, always have things to worry about, things to look after.
Sometimes we are so focused and dedicated,
sometimes so lost or chaotic.
As if, we have totally forgotten how once we were -
loving and kind, curious and carefree.
We have forgotten how easily amused and astonished we were by minor things.
We have forgotten how tolerant we were
as we didn't judge people and things by their looks
and we accepted everything and everyone as they were.
We have forgotten how it was when our limbs were shorter,
conscience - cleaner
and mind - uncorrupted.
We learned to be drawn to money, fame, power, beauty like a moth to the lamplight
and when the inevitable failure visits us at one point or another,
we drown ourselves into the screens, wine or anything, that helps us forget our brokenness even for a glimpse of time.
We forget that the best anti-depressants one can find are neither addictive nor expensive,
they're all around us - the little creative sunshines we all have in our lives,
children are the best therapists and we have so much to re-learn from them!
This is not the end, everything starts now!
VIII - The therapists
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