Brought Up – Sunday 3rd November 1996

Brought Up

i went to look around
this was where i was brought up
not where i was brought down
this place built me into now
it is ingrained on my brain
the life i led,
the tears i shed
and the bullies i fled
i went back to this place
to remember being young
to try and catch a little of the atmosphere
but with the passing of time,
it had gone
i remembered the friends i made
how we were cruel
how we laughed and learnt
childhood was a thing on t.v.
we got our fingers burnt
and it was all over quickly
i went to remember the sounds
this is where i was brought up
not where i was brought down



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James Garratt- Sunday 3rd November 1996