Kinder

Like a bad drum , it makes me sick . 
Dancing to the sounds of the world ... since when did I stop reasoning with joy ? Not since days of kinder did I chase my hearts true desires . 
In those days , Everyday same toy , different adventure bay . Same room , imagination wasn't walled in my thinking  , I couldn't have been farther away .
Now ...Use big words to catch that one eye , use imagery to steal another . In the middle , I forgot what my peripherals see , we write to much for strangers , rather then ourselves.
Dance to a good drum , that makes you grow . Be as kids , dance to the music .