When we are little!

When we are little!



When we are little

We look at those

Around us and we

Think man I can’t

Wait till I grow up!



So I can make my own

Money to buy my own

Things and have

my own place!

As the years pass

You get happier

As the years ends

And another one begins

Then you turn 21

And everything seems

To slowly go to hell

Nothing is like you

Imagined it would be!

Nov 19th 2006  

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Ruth Lovejoy's picture

ah yes sweet innocence of youth,how much it does not know of the cruel reality of the adult world, how bad in some sense that is but how lucky in others. Ah to say a child and not have fears,worries,jealousies, etc etc..It's a terrible thing when childhood passes because so much innocence is lost..