8-year Olds

I am a human and I know it's every bore.
The monsters we hide behind our closet doors.
The times we fall, we count no more.
For we are tired of our fallen lores.

But times, they change, they seldom stay
Our monsters cry for us to slay
New ships and winds sail by our bay
And we write history with our today.

Among the cheers, our ears go lazy
For the people still crying," The world is crazy."
We grow out fur and our vision becomes hazy
While we all go hunting, feeling like Sniffing Daisy.

Only this time in Autumn, the leaves grow cold
I am a human and I know that we are old
But we always do need to get a scold
To remember that simply what glitters is gold.

So rise and fall all you must, I am no tool
I'll find some reason to stay out of school
And you know you'll follow any thumb rule
I am a human who'd only like to be The Fool.