remember?

Remember the simple times? The time when boys had cooties and daddy was your hero and mommy was your best friend. When your dreams were unsheltered, and worries were few. When recess was just to short, and life was just to long. When fun went on and on forever with out a broken heart, and goodbye only meant till tomorrow. When getting high was swinging on the playground ,and your worst enemies were your siblings or teachers. When race issues were who ran the fastest. When war was just a card game. When the only drug you knew of was cough medicine. When the only things you smoked were the tires on your bike. When the only things that could get broken were toys. When friends didn’t lie to you ,and the worst thing anyone ever called you was a meanie. When rock, paper, scissors solved every problems. When life was just simple and carefree.
Remember those days? Now it’s the time where boys don’t have cooties, your daddy isn’t your hero, and mommy isn’t your best friend. Now dreams are shattered, worries are many. No more recess, now life isn’t as long as we pictured. Now fun doesn’t go on and on forever, and goodbye doesn’t mean till tomorrow. Getting high isn’t swing at the playground, now our worst enemies aren’t our teachers or siblings. Race issues aren’t who runs the fastest, and war isn’t just a card game. Now the only things we smoke aren’t the tires on our bikes, and the things that can get broken aren’t just toys. Now friends lie, and call us mean things not like meanie. Rock, paper, siccors doesn’t solve every problem. Now life isn’t just simple and care free anymore.

I really regret what I've done in the past...I really do..