Back then

I woke up to the pitter-patter of the rain    
A morning show on tv, No classes yet again  
The sweet sound the rice would make as the salt and garlic mix    
An innocent look inside the mirror, As the light in my eyes would fix    
    
I sit in front of the TV in my grandmother’s old room    
use my feet as a remote, a lot of space to bloom    
And sometimes I would lie, lie down on the floor    
As I watched Cartoon network, nickelodeon and more    
   
Oh how simple life used to be    
One big accomplishment, would be climbing up a tree    
Running oh so fast with my hands far behind    
And not a lot of problems running through my mind    
   
No love taken, No love lost    
Taking for granted, at no cost    
No deadlines, No bills, And I didn’t care when    
All I can say is, life was much better then.