Remember when getting high meant swinging
at the playground. the worst thing you could get
from boys was cooties.When mom was your hero. your
worst enemies were your siblings. race issues
were who ran the fastest. war was a card game. the
only drug you knew of was cough medicine &
wearing skirts didn`t mean you were a slut. The only
thing you smoked was the tires on your bike. the
only thinq that hurt was skinned knees & the only
things that can get broken were your toys.and goodbyes
only ment till tomorrow life was
simple and care free, but what i remember the most
was actually wanting to grow up..<3
