Remember the Days...

Remember the days..... when your biggest concern was who was next to you in line for recess. When a sewer was filled with tarantulas... When pretend was easy, and normal. When running around in circles was your favorite thing to do. When PE involved learning how to jump, and hop. When your homework was coloring pages. And you sang songs when class was over. I can't but look at these kids and wonder if I was like them when I was in kindergarten. I can't help but think of me and my friends and see how we are today, compared to where we came from. I look at these children and think about how they are going to be when they are my age. I almost feel bad for them, growing up in such a harsh world. Things are fallng apart here, and quick. Makes me not want children, because no one should have to be forced into this awful society. And they don't even realize it, because they don't care. They are so carefree, it's almsot dangerous. They don't understand the troubles their generation will face, they don't see beyond the playground, unless it's to the lunch room. I wish I could look at the sky and not think "Global Warming", I wish I could look at play money and not think of ways to make it real. I wish I could go back and just live one more lovely day with not a care in the world, and just be a kid again.