The Young Ones
  

To see but not really see.

Those are the lucky ones.

Everything is a beginning.

There are endless possibilities just waiting.

Knowledge isn't there.

But it's still so desirable.

To know nothing, but still feel as if you know everything.

You love everything.

Everything excites you.

You're starting from scratch and you have no idea how lucky you are.

You've never felt emotional pain, just physical pain.

Physical pain is nothing.

Nothing to regret.

No tears that can't be dried.

You're loved for just being born.

And absolutely nobody wants to make you cry or turn down your face.

Your energy level has no limit.

You're not exptected to do anything.

Just to be there.

Just to smile.

Just to live.

Living for you doesn't hurt.

That's the desirable life.

That's the life we all start out with, and somehow end up losing.

We lose it and then spend the rest of our lives trying to get it back again.

Why is it like that?

Why do we ask why?

Why do we even grow up?

I wish we could stay young forever.

Youth is happiness.

Happiness is there at the beginning.

I'd do anything to start all over again.


Comments:
 
Rach   Rach wrote
on 9/16/2008 6:29:36 PM
all too true :P i'm all nostalgic now

StarPoet   StarPoet wrote
on 6/26/2008 3:22:21 AM
Very good! I liked your insights and your reminisces. Makes me want to go back with the mind I have now. Nice!!!

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