I forgot what was my favourite doll
As if my mind was a toy
I had too many playful thoughts
So I kept asking myself
What was my favourite doll?
Was it superman or spider man?
It is all the same to me.
When it comes to this memory I’m no superhero.
So I thought of a memory I definitely remembered
Like some kind of superpower
I could control my mind again
As my eyes began to sparkle
I saw myself as a child smiling, playing with marbles.
This was a painless memory,
I didn’t get spanked for that,
Like when I used to skip my English classes at school
My teacher taught me how to read and write
This was passed onto me
Like a beautiful childhood story