Does anyone else remember back when they were little kids? When life revolved around playmates, and finger painting? When Mommy and Daddy could fix anything? When life was-dare I say it?- happy? Before sex, before cliques, before drugs, before therapy, before fitting in, before all the bullshit?
When did it all change? Is there a magic age when suddenly, your guy friends just want your body, and you realize your girlfriends are becoming more than friends? Popularity and conforming is the only way, and being yourself is not allowed. When I ask you, when?
I wish there was a way I could go back to being 5. I didn't care how I looked when I was 5. I could hold hands with a girl, and my mom thought it was cute, not sin. Ugh, why can't everything just go back?
Where has my heart gone? An uneven trade for the real world. Oh, I want to go back to believing in everything and knowing nothing at all.
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