Simplicity and Grace (The Melancholy Way To Grow Up)

Tinkerbell and beeping sounds,
barbies and action figures,
the simplicity and grace
of a knock-knock joke fills the room with
the sweetness of fresh-baked cookies on a fall day,
of peppermint on a christmas tree,
of binders and backpacks.

Simplicity and grace,
why are you fleeting?
It is in your nature to be transient but still
I ask why.
Simplicity and grace,
where are you going?
It is in your nature to shift but still
I ask why.

"Ping ping"s and nail files,
lip gloss and eye liners,
the simplicity and grace
of a knock-knock joke cannot be heard for
the boldness of age dulls all the little things,
the severity of maturity holds out,
the restless and listless.

Simplicity and grace,
why are you fleeting?
It is in your nature to be transient but still
I ask why.
Simplicity and grace,
where are you going?
It is in your nature to shift but still
I ask why.

Look what I've done, what have I done?
Wished away washed away kissed away,
the knock knock jokes and cookies,
the peppermint and books.
Look what I've done, what have I done?
I wish I could be here to stay but still,
I wish I could be gone to there but still,
I wish I could be here there.

Simplicity and grace,
why have you left me?
It is in your nature to be transient but still
I ask why.
Simplicity and grace,
where have you gone?
It is in your nature to shift but still
I ask why.

I wish I could be here to stay but still,
I wish I could be gone to there but still,
I wish I could be here there.

Simplicity and grace,
can't you come back?
It is your nature to depart but still
I ask why.
Simplicity and grace,
please, just come back?
I never thought I would see
these words scream on ink.